My name is Lucas. I am a three-and-a-half-kilogram Yorkie, born on the banks of the Danube and adopted in Madrid. And this is my story. For fifteen years, I witnessed—and was part of—a complicated, beautiful, and deeply human love: that of Silvia and Enrique. In this novel, written with two hands and two paws, I narrate our life together. Because sometimes, only a dog can tenderly and unfilteredly tell what humans find difficult to confess. Between barks, walks, moves, wounds, and healing, Me llamo Lucas travels through the streets of Madrid, memories in Szentendre, and the corners of the soul where unconditional loyalty dwells. Silvia talks to me. I listen. Without judgment. Because when dogs love, they do so unconditionally. Lucas and his brother Pitu, a mongrel of a thousand breeds, know when something is about to change. They sense emotions and premonitions, reminding us that there are realities that still escape science, but not the heart. An endearing, moving, and luminous novel that will make you laugh, cry, and believe again in the invisible bonds that save us. Because sometimes, the best love stories... are barked.