Wee Dog in Rota, Spain, 1974

When I first got married in 1974. I lived in Rota, Spain in an apartment complex called La Costilla.

One day, I was out walking and came across a box on the sidewalk. Being curious, I immediately peeked inside to see what might be there. Guess what I found! A wee dog. I picked him up and took him home. What a poor wee soul he was. And how could anyone abandon him, just simply dump him in a box and leave him?

Here he is. This is the two of us on the balcony at La Costilla, 1974.