The Guard
Most days in the morning when I arrive at the office, I am greeted by the entrance by a certain guard who is always sitting watching everyone come and go, walking here and there. Amidst all this hectic movement, he remains calm and ever so pleasant. Such a pleasant start to the morning it is indeed to be greeted by this guard. Who is it? It's our very own beiged coated dog with wagging tail and grinning muzzle whom I've nick-named "The Guard." I know not who the owner is, but he is a dog that knows no harm. He watches those who enter and leave and has a sleek and toned body that is a reflection of strength. He's one active dog with a built of a soldier dog. He stands straight, shoulders back and head raised towards the sky, his ears alert for the slightest disturbance. A guard he is, but a friendly one with a muzzle that makes him look like he's always grinning. He keeps out of people's way by sitting safely by the door...