Our campaign to feed the stray dogs of Athens went well. The extra bacon we swiped from our hotel's breakfast buffet was well received by several sleeping pooches at the Acropolis. I was careful not to get too close as I flung the bacon slabs at them, just in case they have rabies or something. But they were all so drowsy with sleep it didn't matter. One dog by the Acropolis ticket office was so inert I actually paused to watch for the rise-and-fall of its stomach for a moment to make sure it was still breathing (he was). My Good Animal Samiratan deed for the day.