Biktor’s land

Lulú sleeping

She was lying on that table that night while I was trying to get a good picture of her, she was moving all the time which made harder to get a focused picture, sometimes  she tried to change her position, maybe she was tired of it and of me too, but I took her head everytime and tell her “please stay like this, I would like to take a picture of you”, then she looked at me, moved her tail a short moment and came back to the wished position.  All that was cute, it was like she was understanding what I wanted to achieve.

She is Lulú

She is Lulú, my brother’s dog.