The fox terrier was a smile in a fur coat; he was honest eyes and playful paws. It was as if his canine loving-heart found every way it could to talk to us.
The fox terrier had ears that were equally adorable and practical; they flopped over as paws on a garden wall yet were the size of gentleman's folded pocket-square.
The fox terrier had that classic long snout, the sort that made breathing far simpler than their bulldog cousins could enjoy.
A fox terrier sat on the pavement, enjoying warm sunshine upon his wiry coat, his eyes showing a happiness born of self-confident ease.
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