There was a group of happy local men next to us and they immediately invited us to some bar food that they had ordered. The men thought my mama was alright, but what they were really after was becoming friends with me! They lifted me up on a bar stool and started feeding me the amazing Maltese delicacies they had ordered. I got chicken legs, meat cakes and many more types of tasty finger food.
The friendly men even started singing to me! Apparently, the Maltese don’t only love visitors, they also love dogs. They love dogs so much that they have a famous Maltese song about love for dogs. One of the men found the tune on his phone and put it on. The men, standing around the barstool I was sitting on, started singing along and pointed happily at me during every refrain.
Hobbu d doggy. Hobbu d doggy. Hobbu d doggy… This apparently means ‘love of dogs’ in Maltese. And as an extra bonus, the doggy in the song was a Poodle, like me.
This was truly an amazing experience for a little dog, however it was also a bit overwhelming. Although I’m used to attention, I’m not used to this level of attention.