Ahhh, my first baby. I still remember the day I met you, a little puppy crawling straight into my lap and into my heart. Since that day ten plus years ago, you have been my faithful shadow and taught me how to love and nurture someone other than myself. You are always happy to see me (and conversely somewhat depressed when I'm traveling), quick to comfort me when I'm sad, eager for a dingo or belly rub, and the perfect homebody to snuggle with. You don't like change, but have always adapted as we moved to new houses and added four more sisters: two canine and two human.
I love your dappled paws and rabbit-soft fur. I love how you sit up like a gopher in the hopes of earning a dingo treat. I love your distinctive happy trot and how your face transforms into a smile when you pant. Most of all, I love your loyalty and companionship.