Life is Linda

My name is Linda, Linda Guacharaca. I survived a brutal hit and run, three months without any food, a plague of fleas that required an exterminator, and several attacks that would make every hair on your neck stand on end.

As my mom says, I am not a normal dog, I am a miracle dog.

Today, with my back in the shape of an «S» and a loose paw, I not only have the sexiest strut in the park, but I crossed the Atlantic Ocean to visit Europe and even helped my mom to fulfill her dream of making a pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela: shes an inveterate nomad, whose knowledge of the canine universe was limited, until the moment our paths crossed at a gas station in the Llanos Orientales, to a couple of pieces of information she had read in a magazine about the animal world.

Would you dare to stick your snout in these pages?