Sicily: Our House

Here's a photo from a while back of our house, so you can see it in the context of the landscape.

And here's 'the girls', the neighbour's guard dogs. They HATE the horses. There's one horse in particular, Mr. One Sock I call him, who shares their emnity and curls his lip each time he passes as if to say; "you come out here and see how much breath you have left to bark after I crush you under my hooves".