A walk in the old town

The last couple of days the weather has been wonderful. Mom had a guest from Sofia (I wasn't crazy about her because she took my favorite sleeping spot, but what can you do, a guest is a guest), and this gave us an incentive to visit the old town. Mom had been there before but only briefly, just to see the ancient theater.

But this time we took our time and got lost in the narrow cobblestone streets. We saw beautiful houses, but a lot of them had yards with very nasty dogs who didn't like the fact that I was walking in their neighborhood and kept barking like crazy.


Mom was very happy walking around but in the end she got very upset because I kept whining and pulling her in all different directions. I hate it when she gets upset and starts yelling at me, but what can I do? I could not care less about the cobblestone streets and the beautiful houses. All I want is to sniff out all the hot girls who must be in heat and their sweet smell permeates the air.

Sigh...I better stop because I hear mom mumble something about castration...