Mans best friend


Black in color. Deep and meaningful eyes. Came to the house when he was young.  So many games, so much fun and love.

All dogs are beautiful, if the word has a meaning.

Came inside house looking down embarrassed knowing he was not allowed to. Embraced us placing both his front paws on our chest. Licked our hands with his parched tongue till it got wet.

You can never own a Dog, you can only live with one.

Feeling a bit alone in this world, summon him with a ringing tone, he would come rushing.. jumping above the concrete bench , sprinting across the grass in the garden.  Look at his  face the problem disappears.

He is man’s best friend indeed.


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