My family has raised many dogs but Squid is a wiser and more gentle dog. It has lived with my family for almost two years now. In addition to the smooth white breast, the whole body is black as tar. This is also the reason people call it Squid. It weighs about fifteen kilograms, and has a large body, maybe up to my chest. Its head is nearly as big as a large grapefruit. The ears are always hanging forward. Every time I hear something, those ears just stand up, can detect the sound of strangers or familiar feet from far away. The big round eyes are dark brown. The nose is always wet. The mustache is scattered with the wisdom beards under the hard black chin, the Squid looks majestic. Its muzzle is large and long when it yawns revealing its frighteningly sharp teeth. The pale pink tongue sticks out every time it comes back from the sun. During resting times, Squid often caresses her shiny fur with her tongue. In particular, every time I come home from school, I just set up a car in front of the gate, I saw Squid coming out from the door step, her long, ruffled tail furiously. Mouth hums, sparkling eyes look at me without blinking. Squid is wise and smart, so everyone in my family loves it.