These are just two of the many stray dogs that hang around my campus. They bark a lot at night and follow you if you're eating something, which is really annoying. When they crowd around me, I stand very still and pretend that I'm Cesar Milan. After a while, they understand that I'm not going to feed them and go bother someone else. I met the person who feeds them a few months ago, a lady in her forties with a tanned, weathered face and a broad smile.
"They're not good dogs," she said, scowling at the strays who wagged their tails. "They don't listen to me."
I know they look cute in the picture, but they're kind of a pain to deal with in real life. Still, I included them in this blog series, because, like it or not, they are a part of my life here, and they do pretty much run the University.
I think I'm all caught up now. See you tomorrow!