Things That Enhance my Daily Dogwalks

• The guy who bring my breakfast borek to the door as I walk by;
• The guy who brings my fresh orange juice to the door as I walk by;
• The guy who brings my bottle of wine to the door as I walk by;
• The two 16th century mosques that sit at either end of our woefully inadequate patch of grass;
• Seeing the sun coming up over the Bosporus as I walk down the hill in the morning;

*This is what my walk might look like if I lived in a better part of town

• Prayer calls.  The carpetdogs and I disagree about the prayer calls. With all the mosques competing to see who can give god the most glorious shout-out five times a day, it's a little like living in a football stadium.  I think the prayer calls add a bit of oriental mysticism to the twice-daily sniff and squat. However, being unfamiliar with the concept of deities other than me, the carpetdogs are baffled. In my free time, of which I have a lot, I will explain the five pillars of  Islam to them. I am THAT CONFIDENT in my position as chief deity.

Things that detract from my daily dogwalk

• Crossing the street, any street;
• Hyperagressive ghetto cats

"Hands off my methlab, bitches!"

Comments

[Paula Webb]

That is one cranky kitty!

[Beate]

Yes, geeez, is Istanbul full of cats or what? See http://violainvilnius.blogspot.com/2007/01/plump-purr-of-pussies.html. I was there last weekend.

Are you sure the bruiser on the photo gave you permission to take his likeness? Does not look like that to me!