We love them for the way they look out of their eyes, and the way they wag their tails.

I can't tell you what this dog meant to me--something to love--something that loved me--some one to play with--a companion--a friend--something that didn't have anything to do with my father's church! "He used to feel so sorry when I had to sit learning Bible verses.
Sometimes he would put his two paws up on my lap and try to push the Bible away.

I loved him for that.

And when at last I could put it away he would dance round me with little yelps of joy.

He warmed something in me.
He kept something alive.
"And then one day when I came home from a missionary meeting where I had read a paper telling how cruelly young girls were treated by their parents in India, and how there was no joy and love and beauty in their lives, I--" Ann hid her face and it was a drawn, grayish face she raised after a minute--"Tono was not there.