Whereas Skiathos was overrun by stray cats, Athens had a huge stray dog population. Ashlynn insisted on buying some dog treats. I was a bit freaked when she first approached a stray on the street, but it soon became evident that the dogs were actually well fed and weren’t aggressive. This black dog followed her around for about an hour; the name she made up was so bizarre that we’ve all forgotten it. On our last day, this tan dog, which she named Apollo, followed her for several hours. He was amazingly well behaved, even crossing major intersections with her. Luckily we didn’t get reprimanded when he followed her around the stadium. When it was time to catch our taxi to the airport, she had to say good-bye, which was traumatic to say the least. It is unfortunate that our crazy lifestyle doesn’t lend itself to having a pet, but it’s nice that we can dogsit occasionally.
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