Bullfighting in Valencia is in an arena near next main rail station Valencia North. So with animal rights on a par with commuting I was not sure what welcome those that woof would have…
But it turns out the city is awash with four legged. Ladies that lunch are pulled down the street by panting white Westies. Sporty dudes exercise the family mutt next to cycle lanes. Did I tell you that I cycle.
And then in the barrios the barflys
chill with chihuahuas. I have heard of Beverly Hills Chihuahua but not the wrong side of the tracks version.
Portside Choco is a feisty fellow who rules the roost in neighbourhood bar PACA.
Cute, doe eyed, and full of fire, this was a dog with attitude. How apt that this little fella was flying the flag for the conquistadors who were top dog in Mexico for a few centuries. Now, in a reverse treasure flow, the Spaniards are taking in this diamond dog. What an import – what a link – wotta hound!
And wotta a great sign for a doggie loo – We LOVE!