Writing 101(day eight): Death to Adverbs

DSCN7013His sad, clown-like eyes shine a deep but vibrant brown. A mess of amber hair is sliced with a patch of white at his right temple. His nose twitches. I watch his eyebrows express curiosity as well as laziness as he looks about the room without moving his head. His lower jaw juts forward to reveal a peek-a-boo lower tooth, refusing to hide behind his lip. His tiny chin is covered with an old man’s beard, long and white. His soft belly rises and lowers in a soothing, meditative rhythm, begging to be scratched. He is my Shih Tzu, Barry.

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