Barking at Bougainvillea

Surfacing in the pool, in the shade of a lemon tree, I'm greeted by seven barking but friendly rescue dogs. Their owners, our friends here in Malaga, have saved them over the years from various degrees of torment. One a near-thoroughbread, was kept in a cage when not being put out to stud: a canine sex slave. They all swim too, which should be fun to watch. Looking round the bougainvillea-stained walls of this garden, I feel that barking, even for humans, is a natural response.

Definitely a dog's world.