It was a boy, in the summer holidays I followed the flocks, often staying with them in the mountains, where living is like in a dream because with humble and helpful, wise and convincing, that the evening would gather to tell stories.
The dogs are predisposed in such a position that would allow them to monitor all the animals and the fold protected only by rope nets, some, especially in nights where the temperature went down, they approached us sleeping in sleeping bags, do not know if warm us or protect us.