What better companion can any one ask for; that loves you unconditionally except God? Well I have one, my little Angel, a 5 pound white Maltese puppy, 1 ½ years old.  He is my little shadow and he follows me everywhere I go. When I talk to him, he understands just looking at my expression or in my eyes.  Angel knows when I am happy, sad or crying, he gently lays his little body on my stomach and kisses my face.  In the morning, Angel and I take our regular routine bike ride. He always sits in front in his little basket looking proud especially when people along the trail admire him.  They comment on how pretty he looks, and he knows it. When I’m leaving the house, he waits for my command, either to go with me or to stay. Angels’ barking is very impressive, but when we go for a walk and he sees a dog bigger than him, he runs for his life. I love my Angel. I’m proud to see him so well trained. When I go to bed, he’s first on my pillow and doesn’t move until I’m ready to get up.  But Angel is not always and angel. He doesn’t like to see me talking on the telephone. If I’m standing or sitting he scratches or bites my feet. At night when I’m on the phone lying down, he bites my hand. He also doesn’t like to be picked up by babies or little children like a toy. He either runs to me or seeks shelter somewhere. When I look back at my life, I often wonder why I didn’t get a dog a long time ago?  He is the best friend and companion you could ever ask for. I hope you have a friend too.  Ciao, happy summer,

 Love Momma