Precious is my dog
Precious is my dog, a dog that has taught me
How to enjoy the little pleasures of life
How to enjoy silence, listen to nature, smell the freshness of wilderness
How to enjoy the company of one another understanding my every move, my every
thought, as if my thoughts were visible to him
It does not take long till I get a reaction, a deep stare from his beady eyes,
as it to say, I am here for you and promise not to leave you
A reaction based on pure love
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