How could I not stop and take a picture of this?

I see dogs doing cute things every day…now, they never slip my vision, but I´ve finally stopped getting the urge to photograph every single one of them, there´s neither enough time nor memory space for that. But this guy, well, he’s special.

Here he was, all curled up in the corner, suitcase in front. It´s as if he´s one of those street entertainers, with something in front of them for tips, but he gave up for the night. The only thing better would have been if he were actually sleeping inside the suitcase.

On a Santiago sidewalk, you just never know…

“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” – Jack Kerouac