They say that a dog’s behaviour is a reflection of its master’s.
My first dog was a rascal (I don’t mean to be rude, Simba. But you bit someone). This one, I call her Puppy, is a darling. Every time she sees someone enter the house, her ears fly back and her tail smashes everything in its vicinity with excitement. She has learnt to be the most friendly dog in the neighbourhood.
Her eyes are the most adorable, truthful eyes I’ve ever seen.
I hopelessly love her.
Swat of All Trades 