Obedient Roman dogs

The last night of our Italian holiday was spent in Rome, eating at a pizzeria a few steps from the hotel. My pizza was not great, especially compared to the one I ate in Napels, but my friend's seafood fettucine was apparently wonderful. A guy who was walking his dogs came into the pizzeria, and he told his dogs to wait outside, which they did, although the chow was a bit reluctant to obey. I thought it was amazing that they actually waited for him outside next to one of the busiest streets in Rome.