Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Roof Dog

I was walking down a back alley from Aldama this morning and heard the distinctive cry of the roof dog.  You don't see them often, but when you do they're always the same: a menacing cur roaming the roofs of certain buildings in San Miguel, lunging down and snarling as you walk along the sidewalk.  Often guarding no more than a bunch of old hubcabs, some dirty laundry, or piles of trash in a center courtyard, he's the original junk yard dog.  He could be harmful if you got on his roof, but where from you stand on the sidewalk he's really just a cultural phenomenon.  He's a visible reminder of how our life here is different from our life at home.  That's why I love the roof dog.  There's so much beauty here, so many misconceptions about Mexico.

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