My family puppy

There is a puppy in my family. It is called Moss. It’s a name, and there is a little story. This is an English story I learned when I was in preschool. In the story, Moss is not a Puppy, but a cute little mouse, very cute. When my dad took the dog home, I liked it very much, but it didn't have a name yet, so I gave it the name. Ah, Moss has snow white hair, two small eyes are especially god, I took it to Luopu Company for a walk at night, it races with me, sometimes I don’t pay attention to it in front of it, it seems to be scared at first sight. Behind it, it ran to my front again, then looked at me as if to say that I was victorious.