P is for Perro.

There are lots and lots of dogs roaming around Peru. Most of them are scruffy and scarred up. I have had to get used to not petting them. Scott has had to get used to tuning out their constant barking. We’ve both had to get used to avoiding their doo droppings in the middle of the sidewalk.

One common sight is the “dog hanging off the roof”, as seen in this picture. I think most of them are on the roofs because there is no such thing as a backyard here. Others (the constantly barking ones) seem to be there to create for some sense of security for the homeowners.