Caitlyn Alario | STRAY

we named him hector. he followed us on our first trip through the ancient agora & by the second he was escorting us inside, barking at any strange men who came too close to our pack. he looked like any neighbour dog from the town where i grew up—blonde and coarse and well fed. when…

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