While in San Jose Pacifico, a small town in the mountains of Oaxaca, we met a friendly dog. We had decided to go on a hike, when halfway up the trail, we met a friendly brown dog. He began to follow us, and eventually, we decided to call him Rufo. We continued for a long time up the road, until we came to the highest point of the road. From there, we began to travel cross-country. After a while, we passed near a house. We tried to go around, but had to pass near it. Suddenly, some dogs came out of the house and attacked us. They were very aggressive and kept biting Rufo. Eventually, one even bit Alia in the back of the calf. Rufo was unfazed by this though, and followed us closely as we tried to escape. By the time we made it back to town, we were good pals with Rufo. We were hugging and patting him. When we would sit down he would even curl up with us.
