Like much of the world, Italy continues to experience scorching temperatures. We are lucky to be in the hills, with breezes and shady trees. Mornings are spent in the back yard, shielded by the house. After our siesta, the front porch is covered and Harika can bark at everyone who passes. It is an impossible habit to break, because each person she barks at walks on by, quickly. “It worked, Mom, see?’ You can see the satisfaction in her face. |
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