And after all, it is something--deja quelque chose--to be worthy of that name.

This dog was called Perro, which being translated is Dog.

He had been a waif in his early days, some stray from the mountains near the frontier, where dogs are trained to smuggle.

Full of zeal, he had probably smuggled too eagerly.

Marcos had found him, half starved, far up the valley of the Wolf.