Bruno the Mighty by Walter Allen-Henderson*

My dog is black like ash from a volcano.

His fur is smooth like silk.

His eyes are brown like earth,

And big as turtle shells.

Vines grow over his eyes.

He peeks through, inspecting all his territory.

He drinks ten times as much as a camel the size of an elephant.

He has four teeth, like elephant tusks.

And his nose is fissured like a black-sanded desert.

He hobbles on one leg, because it is sore sometimes.

Surviving cancer is a feat he achieved like climbing Mount Everest.

His howl shatters mountains, and terrorizes all.

Yet the surprising thing is, he’s only one foot tall.

His tail is a single boulder on a great mountain,

* Many of you may remember a story in the last newsletter about Walter, 14, adopting Bruno, now 12 ½.