And so she came months ago and now the little female dog, cadela in portugese (I like this word for some reason - sounds like cinnamon in Mexico and has even a "feeling" of old wood that I seem to be attracted to), has turned into an adolescent.
I have photographed some of her progress. Have not kept record like a Von Humboldt, charting every centimeter and inch (athough, truth be told, I had the inclination and hence a small regret). No. Neither have I tried to create some magic realism about her, giving her a fantastic personality. No. Like Yahweh, she is whom she is, and tis up her to develop into a curious being.
so here are some photos of Luna..
....with Christopher, waking up early in the morning
... here being a blur at the park as she dodges herself in her favourite game of chase...
....she has become quite the athlete. Running everyday, less so on busy weeks, she can jog up to 15km/day.. enjoy seeing her run against other dogs and seeing her awesome form and stamina...
....she is creating her own personality and molding mine in the process...
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