A reflection of my dog staring into the mirror.

This reflection of my dog reflects a huge part of my life. Although my dog comes into my room 90 percent of the time to steal my socks or clothes I left on the floor and drag them out to the living room, he is my family. My dog reflects how we should always be happy; to us, happiness is grand. For a dog, happiness is getting taken on a walk or greeting us at the door with his rapid tail. He is a constant reminder that we should be grateful for all the things we are able to do and just be a little happier (which is easy to do if you look at his cute face or windmill tail.)