As we walked the streets of Santiago among the stares of the puppy eyes I, ofcourse, looked up at Dave with puppy eyes of my own asking, ¨Can I touch them? (my desire to touch things in the past has led to allergic reactions aka dermatological events). Dave´s response to the suffering perritos was, ¨I wish I had a spare meat pie.¨ And so, as we walk the streets of any Chilean city or town I reach out to pet the dogs and if you look in Dave´s pack there is always a spare meat pie.
Alas, don´t be suprised if we return to the US with new pet dogs for all of you (don´t worry Mom and Dad, you´re off the hook : ). Abrazos. . .
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