I'm proud to say this upstanding gent and his equally suave dog was mistaken for me and my hound. The likeness is a bit shocking however Rusty would never ride in a trailer like this. Modern conveniences passed Rusty by in his life as a stray and he seems unlikely to recover. A vacuum cleaner will never be in his comfort zone.
This one looks fierce but he brought me the ball to play not to be mean. We talked broken bones a bit, his owner and I not the dog, ad I rolled on in my electric scooter. The dog ended up not saying a word.
White Street filtered to look different. It's a cheap shot sitting with your back to the pier and looking up the other street that crosses the island.
The joke, which has worn rather thin, is that the pier is the stump of the old bridge to Havana.
I haven't posted iguana pictures in a while so here is one large beast that got a visitor all wobbly with excitement. He walked past me eager to point out a "big orange lizard just up there!' when he saw my camera.
I don't hate them anymore now I don't have plants they can molest. When I lived on Ramrod Key they destroyed every vegetable and flower I grew. My Labrador Cheyenne was useless but Rusty is merciless if they come within range.
Key West is looking good this winter. Especially now that I am allowed to drive and am learning to walk with both legs!