No, but seriously, who let the dogs out?

Dead stray dogs live ALL OVER Athens, it’s insane. On our way to the cruise shuttle at six in the morning, the four of us girls went to a pastry store and got stuffed bagels. Once we reached the corner of the main street a stray was high tailing us as we were in a rush to make the shuttle in time. When we came to a coffee shop he must have alerted his fellow dog friend of the plan to follow us all morning because by this time there were two dogs following us close behind. If you can image, six minutes into our walk, we’re headed down a vacant main street with nine dogs following closely behind. At first we were under the impression that they wanted our delectable treats. Shockingly our dog comrades didn’t try any crazy tricks; it was made clear when we saw our first stranger that all the dogs were under the same mission, to protect us. As a man approached us in the opposite direction all of the dogs ran over to him and began barking belligerently at him where the man began whimpering and covering his head like they were going to attack him, which of course wouldn’t have been a surprise. This act of them following us and barking at strangers went on for the entire fifteen minute walk, all the while losing and acquiring new dogs to the pact. By time we got to our destination all of the dogs had names. When we got to our meeting spot at a hotel we went inside where our dogs hung out outside the door, still waiting for us god forbid we needed some protection. When the woman who lead our cruise group arrived we headed out to follow her, this is when the dogs began following us once again. Two stops into the bus ride Tori looks out the window where she sees our dog pals still following us. These were our first friends made in Greece.