My dog sat on the sofa, her hair covering her eyes as she begged my mother for some mince pie. The silvery/grey of her fur shone in the light from the tv, which played the music that she appeared to dance to. As she swung her head round to greet the person at the door, her tags jingled on her collar. The very collar that was lever. A deep pink, with a simple pattern. And of course the shiny bones, with diamonds. Thue must have accesory for any dog. Lucky her. So there she sat, her eyelids drooping, obviously about to fall asleep. But she was forgetting something, first she had to go around in cirlcles for 4 minutes, then lie down. And her finishing her number: her sigh. A sure sign of her going to sleep. And she was dreaming, her legs were running, as if she was chasing rabbits. She probably manages to catch them in her dreams, even if in real life she has no real chance. Poor dog, poor Mia.
