Sometimes I think I want to write a book about my dog. All the strange and quirky things he does. How he loves to sniff the backs of my legs after I've had a hard long workout at the gym or how when I snap my fingers he runs into his hotel of a crate, so good, so obediently. I always give him a treat for that. So I lock the door behind me only when I reach the car I remember something, like I left my coffee on the counter... so its back inside I go, only to find my dog Romeo... barking and crying at me like I've been gone and left him for days.  Oh my simply complex little mini poodle, cut like a lion, my darling doggie. A personality larger than life and a bark like a bear with no teeth. ♡♡♡