All of the roaming dogs in Essaouira have short little legs. The full-sized dogs get broader and longer, but remain very close to the ground.
Early on a particularly fine morning, I got up early to walk on top of the ramparts and take in the early morning sights before it got too crowded. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed I had company. Little, rambunctious company. These two little pups ran around and wrestled with each other enthusiastically and largely ignoring me. In all of my travels, this was the hardest place to uphold the “don’t touch the animals” rule.
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