Little was always so happy. He always had this look in his eyes that told you it was all okay. He was my grandma's dog.Before she died she gave him to me. He's a part of her and a part of me. He was a miniature poodle. I never thought I could ever love any dog as much as the one i already had, but he opened my heart and proved me wrong. I love him so much. I'll always remember him and the way he was before he got sick.I miss him and I love him...always.