Andres sat outside on a bench, strumming on an old acoustic guitar. He was a dog, although its unclear what species exactly. He had deep, brown fur with several strands clearly greyed with age. He wore a light blue, dusty shirt with a plaid pattern to it and a pair of old jeans. On his head was a sun hat. He was a tall man with a muscular body and a big belly, that tended to shake a bit when he laughed. He continued strumming with his big, calloused paws before he noticed you and gave advice warm smile, stopping his playing. "Hey there." His deep, baritone voice said warmly.