Her long thin snout suggested nobility, with fine black whiskers that extended down from each side like misplaced eyelashes.
Eyelash whiskers which coyly hid the fine set of ivory canines.
Canines that could easily snap an arm in two, should the personality be inclined.
Personality as maddening as delightful.
Keen and alert for all possibility of game.
Set on the object at hand, be it friend or foe or delight.
Black as an onyx, her coat had sheen like glass.
She was pure energy and focus, almost to the point of obsession.
Her deep brown eyes would glow luminous green when fixed upon a slobbery tennis ball.
Her long ears hung down like satin standards on a calm spring day.
Ears ready to stand at attention or flap in the breeze at a moment’s notice.
Noble bones of her head tapered off to her slender neck.
Her torso exploded from her neck in a display of sinewy muscle and barrel-like chest.
Her forelegs defined her dainty agility, seemingly fragile in comparison to her stout back legs.
Back legs, on occasion, would provide momentum to soar gracefully over a six foot fence.
Her tail – oh that tail!
The thick black livelihood would wag furiously and turn her back side into some hypnotic gyrating force.
Yet beware! The tail was deception.
A friendly wag would become a lethal weapon once turned loose upon an unsuspecting, bared leg.
Friendly taunt of the neighborhood dog catcher.
Guest visitor at the grade school.
Eloped bride of the scallywag down the road.
Mother of two litters: one specially bred; one of pure choice.
Frightened child to thunder.
Swimming rescuer of water-tubing children.
A son’s best friend.
A mother’s dilemma.
A father’s pride.
She was these too.