He was very young when I first saw him being alone and trying to find food on his own.
I think he was born across the road from me in the huge empty army base as most of the area street dogs are.
They are safe there from people throwing stones and also from the cars .
I call him .. PUPPY..
He knew my smell and voice and as I walked in the street coming from the market he would smell me and wag his tail knowing I was the one who fed him from time to time and my soft spoken voice was always loving towards him and no stones came my these hands.
He is the brown one in this photo, there are two the sheppard mix is his new friend whom he stays with most times and they sort of banded together and sleep together in the garden below my apartment building.
He <puppy> looks similar to a Dingo however, the personality is not the same.
I am sure by now he is much larger and I am hoping heavier.
I just wanted to share with you the Desert Dogs of Cairo.