Well, sort of. We couldn't communicate very well because he didn't speak English at all and I couldn't speak Georgian at that time. If I could have, I would have chastized him for what he did to me! He allowed me to pet him and won my trust. But, as soon as my back was turned, he snatched the bag of treats I had been holding. I left Ananuri without ever seeing him again . . . and the second picture is what distracted me.