It was actually the Jack Russell Terrier that caught my attention close to the Convento Agustino de la Transfiguración in the center of Malinalco.

The dog looked exactly like the one we had when I grew up. Her name was Jacky, a Jack Russel terrier mix. Brown head and just one big brown spot on the side. She usually would listen 50% of the time. But when it came to the sound of the fridge door opening, she would all of a sudden be all ears and be there within seconds. I really miss having a dog.