Here are the only photos of dogs I got on the whole trip:
This little fellow was at the villa where we stayed in Tuscany. He was a terrier cross but had long straight stringy hair. He wanted nothing to do with visitors.
I saw a few filthy Westies in Firenze (Florence) whose owners wanted nothing to do with anyone sporting a camera. (I really couldn't blame them. There were hundreds of thousands of us.)
I saw a number of dogs which looked like this guy. He was in Bill's grandparents home town of Castel Nuova. Well fed, well groomed, he was a sight for my sore heart!
This litte fellow was devoted to his mom, but petrified of everyone else.
And this gorgeous horse was our next door neighbor at Fonterutoli. He belonged to the vineyard's owner, but I enjoyed breathing and watching him.
hug your hounds