My mom carries me across the street!
For the past week I’ve been seeing a tiny little white dog that I’ve never seen before. It’s winter time so he’s always wearing a blue and yellow hooded sweater. Every day I see this dog. I think he might be visiting since I’ve never seen his mom before either and if he’s not with her then he’s been with a whole group of people that seem to be related. Different members of this group are always carrying him or walking him and I’m so happy that so many people love him and have traveled to San Francisco with him. I wrote a Haiku for him. It’s my very first haiku!
Little dog, new to me
White with a blue and yellow sweater
With a hood and star
