He moves so swift like an arrow in flight. His sleek young body is bold and bright. Movements are graceful, his manners are not. He knows he’s cleaver! And that’s a lot! Never a dull moment since he’s been around. His laughs and chuckle are like no other sound. Breakfast is early – and always on time. But he never notices whether I have mine! Head held high, he walks with pride. Smart and elegant, with every stride. That face tells a story every day. I hope my friend is here to stay! He will stay for some time to come. And he feels just like my long lost son. He laughs and cries, he’s happy and sad! He’s a fine dog, and his name is LADD.