I don’t remember her name but I remember we gave her cinnamon rolls in exchange for these portraits.
She lived on top of a mountain, at a vantage-point, somewhere in the area of Monteverde.
I didn’t want to adopt her. I wanted to steal her, just speedy pick her up, run to the car and drive away as fast as possible.
But after all, she kept guard for the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen, and did a pretty good job making sure no tourist fell off the mountain edge,
so we left her where she belonged.
I don’t get attached to everyone. Just every dog <33333