Ambushed (And BITTEN!) By A Pack Of Wild Dogs

The other day, I was ambushed by a pack of wild dogs in Urabamba, the local town where I buy my groceries. The day began like any other. I woke up. Brushed my teeth. Made a steaming hot mug of cacao (LOVE that stuff ๐Ÿคค). Worked. Choked and got choked (Brazilian Ju Jitsu). Lifted weights. … Continue reading