my black nose
When I was little my nose was black. It was my puppy nose. Isn’t it cute?
My nose isn’t that way any more. It got older even though Daddy still calls me a puppy. I’m a big girl though!
Now my nose is the same color as the rest of me. Well, at least my hair. Except for my white patch on my chest. My nose isn’t white.
I like sniffing. I like digging and sticking my sniffy nose in the hole. Something is down there, I just know it. Something in the brown dirt. Daddy always laughs at me after my nose goes in a digging hole.
Some stuff I find smells so good I have to lick it. Or roll in it. Daddy gets me wet after I roll in it.
I like all the smells.