This is just about the only shot I got on the 27th outside the Bodega (like a Walmart) where the plethora of stray street dogs hope you'll drop a piece of your meal (a little stand will make you a lunch of burger or sandwich on the grill). I thought this dog looked just like Foxy without the pointy ears. One of its eyes was pale blue. Just one.
This photo was taken after I had gone to pick up my mother-in-law's ashes and had returned to the government offices because of multiple errors on her death certificate. This day, I had a new person helping me--Jesus Gonzalez--who will forever be the most generous and kind person I have ever met (especially when the shit hits the fan as it did).
