Trg Sv. Luke, Kotor, 22nd September 2010

A stand-off, this. I don't think the dog cared much for the balloon, and was just happy guarding his shop, but the boy clearly cared very much for it. His desire for a plaything was evidently tempered by his nervousness about the substantial hound before him, though, and so they stood still, facing each other like duellists.

We were just passing through on our way to eat, so I didn't see the resolution. We returned to the square to drink later, in the warm night air, but the shop was shut, the dog gone, the boy likely in bed and of the balloon there was no trace.