Lasky and I: Imitation

He sits in his little cage, his blue eyes staring up at me. Sometimes i wonder what goes on in his mind, what makes him tick, whats flows through his brain. His black lavish black fur flows down to his face, its meshes in with the white on his face. This forms a contrast is he white, and black? or black, and white. As he lays down his head rests on his front legs, his hind legs curl up forming a sort of ball. I sit there typing observing him as he lays there quiet and content. I pat him on the head, he rolls his little crystal blue eyes up to look at me. His coat soft under my fingers as I run the up and down his head, occasionally roughing it up a bit. suddenly he stands erect his eyes targeted on his chew toy, slowly he moves then he attacks. They chew toy grasped in his mouth doesn't stand a chance, but he slowly looses interest in it. He simply lays his padded head on his paws, and winds down. The thing about lasky is he has many personalities, this is shown as i unlock his carry cage. He hears the lock, perks up and makes a dash for it. Running around like a maniac the little husky dog tackles items twice the size of him. Chewing everything he can, evading capture by me, and finally laying gently on my lap. His little eye lids drift slowly down a he prepares to retire for the day. A new home, a new life, a new bond between master and dog. For now i watch in awe watching him drift asleep.