Meet Horatio. I think he is a baby Boston Terrier. We met him one night in a restaurant. In Italy, and many other European countries, dogs are allowed in restaurants, and all of them seem very well behaved. The young couple next to us spoke only Italian and we speak only English, but they managed to communicate that this cutie is named Horatio. To which I replied, like Shakespeare? The woman nodded affirmatively.
Finally, my husband managed to catch this photo of a pair of pigeons. I think the colours are stunning.
Tomorrow will conclude my blog tour of Umbria and Lazio. I have sifted through thousands of photographs this week, and it is time to get back to reality.