ODE TO MALTESE

01/04/2014 I HAD A WHITE PUPPY WHO WAS FLUFFY AND LIGHT. MY SON NAMED HIM HOTWHEELS BECAUSE IT FIT RIGHT. I WOULD TAKE HIM OUTSIDE TO RUN HIS ENERGY ABOUT. HE WOULD ALWAYS STOP TO SMELL ROSES, EVEN IF IT WAS RAINING OUT. HOTWHEELS WILL ALWAYS STAY CLOSE TO MY HEART; FOR HE WAS SO SAD WHEN WE WERE APART. EACH VISIT EXCITEMENT WAS EASY TO SEE, ONCE AGAIN I APPEARED FILLING HIM WITH GLEE. AND EVERY NIGHT WE WOULD LAY ALL CUDDLED IN BED. HIS EYES WOULD MEET MINE NOTHING NEEDED TO BE SAID. SO WHEN I COME VISIT EVERY NOW AND THEN; JUST ONE NUZZLE SHOWS HIM I AM HIS FRIEND.