The little black one Come into my house and drop your gaze, and you’ll see a little cheerful black mop-ish. Yes, that is my little dog Fleur. She is a 2.2kg black poodle and tiny. Her feet are quite short and some people think she is Dachshund. Contrary to the appearance, she is the most powerful and energetic in my family, which bothers us a little bit from time to time. In 2004, after hopping around many pet shops, we decided to welcome her in our family. Although she looked afraid of all the things around her at first, she was running around the house a few weeks after. I cannot remember when this habit began, but she loves to jump into fresh laundry piles and bury herself in them. Even if I folded the laundry and feel proud of myself, sometimes she walks through and knocks all the piles over. When I find her, she looks both sad and satisfied. In the age of 2, she got 4 babies. Her little belly got very big and was almost on the ground. She had to take a surgery since the vet thought her tiny body wouldn’t be able to stand though she was pretty good. The surgery went well and she came back after a week stay in the vet. Funnily enough, she got more active and came to bite a lot. She bit me when I tried to get her off the couch and take her favourite fluffy towel to wash it. That was no problem actually, however, she astonished us when she was biting this guy in suit while we were discussing about the construction of our house with him. We ended up choosing another company and all he got was just lots of biting from her. Over the last couple of years, one of her favourite things has been eating. She looks really happy when I feed her. Sometimes it goes too much and she even eats the flowers and plants we bought including the little herb which I bought my dad for his birthday. Moreover, she always finds and eats dried up earthworms after rain. I don’t know what kind of feeling I should have when I see her happy face. Well, at least she is getting her protein. In short, she has been mischievous and full of energy ever since she came to my family though she is permanent puppy size. Yet she turns already 13 years old this month. Maybe because of that, she has been snoring like a grown fat man lately.