On the way to the studio

Passing through a small village named Dona Maria I saw this dog half way through the gate. I found the scene interesting some how. I stopped the car and only then realized he was howling in a low tone. It sounded like a muffled cry. I made a mess trying to be quick at taking the camera out of my bag but he kept his pose for as long as I needed. At this point I was feeling sorry for him and wondering why was he doing that and about to go see what the problem was, when he just stopped and started walking just as if nothing had happened. I found this all thing funny, shrunk my shoulders and went my way again.