I was bitten in the face by an afghan hound when I was five years old. The wound required stitches and a later round of plastic surgery. Apparently, this incident tempered neither my affinity nor my desire to connect with canines. My love and appreciation for Canis lupus familiaris runs deep. Perhaps this is part of why whenever I encounter aggressive, barking dogs (from a safe distance), I am a bit surprised. I have a pollyanna view of our furry friends. I simply wish they each had food, shelter, and a loving owner to call their own.

Let me be clear, these two hounds looked well cared for as they were waiting in the back of a pickup. As cute as they were, they didn’t seem to appreciate my camera or proximity.

So, here it is…I give you two upset, barking dogs in Winnemucca, Nevada.


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