Sal is infatuated with all of the "no" signs around here.
At first everything was " no smoking". Then I taught him about the "no honking" signs which happen to be in every traffic lighted intersection. Last weekend we heard " no honking" a bajillion times as we drove out to Binhu district.
Today he added four more to his repertoire courtesy of the fountain in our compound.
I love our little policeman.