Maggie in Venice

Maggie is settling nicely into Venice. Here she is with Durant in the Corte de la Madona (or Corte della Madonna, if you prefer the Italian spelling to the Venetian dialect used on most of Venice's street signs).

We've taken her airline crate apart, nested the two halves, and turned it into a dog bed. We were afraid that Maggie would avoid her Vari-Kennel like la peste after her long transatlantic flight, but she's surprised us by using it as a place to drag her toys when she's excited by the prospect of a walk.

Maggie continues to make new acquaintances--something that's easy to do in a city where most dogs aren't on leashes. (Over the weekend, Maggie somehow slipped out of her collar in the Campo Santa Margherita and dashed toward the Carnival crowd. Durant shouted "Maggie!" and bolted after her, then felt foolish as he realized that there were no cars or buses to run her over.)