A Dog Bar Hopping

I went to Basque in Spain.
On a small street of San Sebastian, I found a dog bar hopping.
There are many small bars like this where people are enjoying drinking and chatting.
The dog went into the bar, threading his way through people's legs, looking for food on the floor, and after he went 1 round, he went to the next.
No one was either caring about him nor kicking him out.

What I observe often when I travel abroad is faces of stray dogs.
They look more relaxed and easier than these of Japanese dogs.
So do humans'.