From Lassie to Cujo
I read as many articles as I could find about living in Budapest, yet none of them described the phenomenon I encountered my first day in Budapest.
I discovered that dogs launch themselves at their fence as you walk by. It’s anxiety inducing to experience their snarling, barking, frenzy. These same dogs (when their owner is near) will be as gentle and sweet as Lassie. It’s astonishing. I’ve never experienced anything like it
A Hungarian Kuvasz.
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A Love of Dogs
In my neighborhood there are many dogs. Dogs are well loved in Budapest, it’s one of the many things I love about living in Budapest. I read an article recently from Easy Jet magazine called Doggie Style, it stated that Budapest has 400,000 dogs and that almost one quarter of Budapest citizens own a dog. When you see and encounter dogs in Budapest on the street or on public transportation they are well mannered and gentle.
When I walk through my neighborhood and speak to my neighbhors I try to get to know their dogs. Across the street from my house there is a gorgeous Kuvasz. A Kuvasz is a large Hungarian breed dog, and is pictured above. It is one of the most beautiful dogs I’ve ever encountered. It’s similar in size and stature to my own dog, but pure white. When I met the owner he told me to only pet his dog when he’s at home. Otherwise he is not friendly, and he may bite. That was a little daunting.
The Beautiful Kuvasz
Over the months since I’ve been living in Budapest I have pet this Kuvasz many times. He is a sweet, beautiful dog. But, one would never know that if they were a stranger walking by. He goes into a barking frenzy like every other dog on the block when strangers walk by. We’re now become buddies of sorts. He no longer barks at me when I leave the house and he actually seems to look forward to seeing me. He wags his tail sometimes and always craves having his head and back
Well Mannered and Gentle
The dogs we encounter on the street or at festivals are friendly to Tanner and I. It seems to be only dogs within their own yards which turn into Cujo as we walk by, setting off a snarling, barking pack mentality in the neighborhood. I love dogs, so it’s bothersome when Tanner tries to go up to the fence and make friends and is twarted in his attempts at doggie friendship by barking, growling, snarky dogs.
It confuses Tanner and it’s been a learning curve. Frankly it annoys me to have to remember not to walk too close to fences so that I’m not facing another heart pounding moment when yet another dog lunges at me and slams against his fence. It’s Cujo to Lassie every day living in Budapest; a city that loves their dogs.