Sitting on the couch, guarding her spot, is the nicest dog alive. Indefinitely worried eyes, curled, lanky arms, a long, sniffling snout. We named her Coco for a lack of a better name. She loves everyone. Or at least my family.
She has gotten so old that getting mad is just too much work. Black eyes, black nails, black nose. She’s the best thing to ever happen to me. Sure, she whines a lot, but she sticks with me, so I’ll stick with her.
The thing I love the most about her is her cute little eyes that follow me around the room anywhere I go. She is such a good mother to her daughter, Bijou, too. Their little play quarrels are super adorable as well!
But no matter what happens to her, or has, I would never, ever, even for a million bucks, let her go for anything. She just means too much to me.