Bless his little paws. Mogwai, I'm regularly told is not an Unawatuna dog, he's from Hikaduwa - a resort about 30 minutes north of here. I never realised that the 'outsider' concept applied to beach dogs too.
He was brought to Unawatuna by a westerner as a puppy, but then she discovered she had to leave and left poor Mogwai to fend for himself on the beach.
He adores attention and is so well mannered. He will seek me out to greet me when I go to the beach and when I have my dinner he will very politely rest his head on my knee until I share the remnants of my meal with him. I've never seen a dog savour every mouthful before. Maybe it comes when they don't take their meals for granted.
He will always curl up in the sand by my feet, growling at strangers who get too close for his comfort. About 50 yards away is good for him! On a few occasions he has escorted me home, trotting by my side. He's even followed me up to the door of my room to make sure I got home safe and then he's returned to his section of the beach.
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