Tall and awkward, with slender legs and elongated neck.
Silly little knobs – no where as intimidating as antlers – mocking the poor creature.
Patches of color marking its originality, giving it identity.
Long, floppy tongue protruding from the mouth or flung out to capture a snack.
Drool slithering out.
Gracefully navigating new surroundings.
Short and stocky, adorably plump.
Curly locks chasing wind gusts in a dozen directions.
Mommy’s crazy hats holding warmth against winter’s chill.
Flailing arms, clenched hands, kicking feet.
Crooked, dimpled smiles.
Peals of laughter, excited coos.
Learning grace with passing days.