Hinckley the dog

Hinckley has enormous paws. I think he's going to grow up to be a lion.

His face has a certain maturity, each feature proprotionally small except his soft dark ears - which are so big that they just about dip in the water when he drinks.

Already he's grown from a tiny furball into a sturdy, stocky pup. When I look at him I feel him growing before me. And yet when we hold him in our arms, he nestles comfortably with paws splayed, gazing out innocently like a baby.

Hinckley the dog is a friend to everyone, from Jo and her circle to the big dogs he meets in the park. He's rambunctious, bold, and playful-- until we tire him out and he curls up by our feet.