Tobbie

His face was serious... circumspect... his eyes were like human's eyes...trying to say what his mouth could not.... he was so skinny that I could see the form of his bones... the hair matted and dirty... he was hungry...very hungry...I wondered when was his last good meal...if ever... Where he came from?...Why he was there?... Do dogs tell stories among themselves?... If so, maybe Negrita told him about us... I do not know...what I know is that it was love at first sight...