Pup #928

Quevedo keeps to no faction and works The Yard as a Terrier who is a comic streak with strong opinions about doors. On slow afternoons Quevedo polishes bones into pale curves and calls it bookkeeping and lets the breeze make most of the decisions. There is a soft running joke at the soup stalls about Quevedo and the way doors behave around them. Quevedo would rather collect quiet wins over a bell that rings when nobody touches it than loud ones that nobody understands.