Letter from Manuela by MasTorrencito
Dear Miguel, my human forever Hello, Miguel. It’s me, Manuela. I don’t know if you remember the way I looked at you, that look that said everything without words, but…
My detention by MasTorrencito
It was an apparently normal day. Nothing made me suspect that that day would be remembered as “the day the Mossos d’Esquadra invaded my house”. 🌞🾠My arrest by MasTorrencito…
D.E.P. of the tranquility in the beautiful and small towns by MasTorrencito
There is something profoundly sad for those who live in small towns: watching the tranquility that defines their lives evaporate when their home “becomes trendy”. It all starts with a…
The world without Manuela by MasTorrencito
My name is Miguel, and Mas Torrencito, my home, is much more than a farmhouse in the heart of l’Empordà. It is a magical corner where souls find calm, where…
A separation with barks and tears by MasTorrencito
The evening light filtered through the living room windows, bathing everything in a golden hue. Rocky, the little French bulldog, was lying on his favorite blanket, ears alert and eyes…
The day I died by MasTorrencito
It was not so long ago, although I still shudder at the memory. It all started as an ordinary day, one of those that promise tranquility. Manuela and I left…
🎬Epic Shoot at MasTorrencito! Kidman, Banderas and the Most Famous Doggies of the Set 🐾
Now that the whirlwind of lights, cameras and action has passed, I can finally tell… well, almost everything. 😠🎬Epic shoot at MasTorrencito! Kidman, Banderas and the Most Famous Doggies…
When Maky ate a flock by MasTorrencito
I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of “a wolf in sheep’s clothing”, but what I would never imagine is that someone would accuse Maky of such a thing. When…
Energies energies… come to me… by MasTorrencito
It was one of those days when you think nothing exciting can happen. You know, just another day in the routine calendar, one of those days when you think everything…
A bad day to quit smoking by MasTorrencito
They say that there is always a tomorrow for what we decide to postpone. The future is that comfortable space where we pile up promises and resolutions, a warehouse of…
