Luna luna lunita. I found her outside the fabric store in Boca del Rio and decided to take her home to accompany the other dog I had adopted. She was sickly for most of her young life and friends would sneak her antibiotics to get rid of various infections she had as a pup. I had to leave her when I left Venezuela and Chucho told me he would take her to his family's home. I had seen the way they took care of their animals and loved them and was hopeful that Luna would be happy. Sure enough, she has to be the only dog in the whole Macanao peninsula who gets to sleep on the bed, sit on laps and eat arepas and fish out of her owners' hands. What a relief!