I miss my dog, Larcee. Actually he is not my dog, he's my brother Rene Dan and sister-in-law Joy's pet but when I was still living with them, I treated him as mine until now. His breed is Shih Tzu. There's no more comforting than what he gives to me. Everytime I am sad, he jumps and rolls into my bed or at the sofa and licks my face. His soft long, double coat warms not only my body but also my heart. My longing of care and love is being given by him unconditionally.
His little voice is so fascinating and enchanting everytime he barks. He never bite but he barks at the top of his lung and so disturbing if he know some danger is coming on the way.
Talking to him, patting his head, looking at my eyes attentively, licking my face and hands, wagging his tail at my feet, throwing toy bones for him to catch are the only few things we are doing as signs of comfort and friendship. He is far from me now because my brother let my father bring it to our hometown. I know he is safe because everyone in the family loves him.
I am so excited to see and hug him again. We'll going to play in our backyard and we'll going to climb trees. I know he can do it.
His little voice is so fascinating and enchanting everytime he barks. He never bite but he barks at the top of his lung and so disturbing if he know some danger is coming on the way.
Talking to him, patting his head, looking at my eyes attentively, licking my face and hands, wagging his tail at my feet, throwing toy bones for him to catch are the only few things we are doing as signs of comfort and friendship. He is far from me now because my brother let my father bring it to our hometown. I know he is safe because everyone in the family loves him.
I am so excited to see and hug him again. We'll going to play in our backyard and we'll going to climb trees. I know he can do it.
Larcee, Our Shih Tzu Dog
Reviewed by Anonymous
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January 17, 2011
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Reviewed by Anonymous
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January 17, 2011
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