recapitulating cuba: the dogs

there were dogs all over cuba, and it was clear that, all things considered, they weren't in a bad way, at least in the cities where we were --- nearly all of them look well-fed and i only saw one mangy one --- they were perfectly at home in the pedestrian environment of havana vieja, with all its hordes of people, but few motorized vehicles --- and not in a skittish, skulky sort of way --- this little guy was the only one that got barky when i took his picture, but his family was sitting just inside so he was on guard duty

little laminated paper tags showed that a lot of them had been spayed or neutered by one of at least two programs, one run by the office of the city historian of havana --- 

these guys, with their little laminated dog tags, ducked into the restaurant to escape a flooding tropical downpour --- just hung out behind the flower pot at the front door until it was over --- i never saw a dog shooed away or being treated badly

being dogs, they will crap in the street, but it gets picked up quickly --- at least in habana vieja, the streets were swept regularly (by hand using home-made palm brooms)