{"id":867,"date":"2010-11-21T22:37:14","date_gmt":"2010-11-22T06:37:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/grandmighty.com\/?p=867"},"modified":"2010-11-21T23:53:25","modified_gmt":"2010-11-22T07:53:25","slug":"a-trip-to-cordoba-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/grandmighty.com\/2010\/11\/a-trip-to-cordoba-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"A Trip to Cordoba, Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"
Finally got around to the remaining pictures:<\/p>\n
<\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Hard to see, but there’s a dog sitting in front of the gate in the picture above. As I walked past the lot, it started barking at me and following. Thought my ass was going to get chewed, but I played it cool and walked calmly, and the dog eventually went back to his post.<\/p>\n While I was walking in a different neighborhood, I rounded a corner and was greeted by this guy barking wildly through the fence. I decided to take a picture of his mug.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n I don’t think Animal Shelters are too prevalent in Argentina. Stray dogs litter the streets, but don’t really bother people… except maybe having to stepping around one sleeping in the middle of a sidewalk.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n