Everywhere we went in Argentina there were tons of stray dogs. A majority of the ones we saw were in pretty good shape as people tend to throw them scraps pretty regularly. But some were severely abused and as such would run at your slightest movement. This dog kept coming up to me but any time I would move to pet him, he would dart of as fast as his little legs could carry him. As I began to take pictures of him a group of bigger dogs took notice and chased him off thinking I was going to give him food.


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