Just a little project about my sweet little poo-dog. <3 Here's a poem I wrote about her: Black as night, with a moon on her neck. Eyes like brown stars shining in the moonit night. Tail like a furry hook, curling on her back. This is Precious, who knows not left from right. Chasing squirrels in the fenced-in yard, Barking with her ears up when she hears the doorbell's song. Though life with her can sometimes be hard, This is Precious, who will always be my dog. Precious was the right choice, Precious was the best, And she will always be the best until the bitter end. And I think she knows it too, even though with her I jest: She is Precious, and will always be my friend.
