If Only My Dogs Could Read
Friday, June 17, 2011
Yes, I made my dogs a letter. Call me crazy, but I just miss them too much. :((
Dearest doggies,
I am so sorry that we’ve been apart for three and a half doggy years already. I know! I really dislike this set-up, but I know you dislike this more than I do.
I know you long for my touch and my attention, I am also missing your furry feel and wet kisses. I need you all here with me now. I get so lonely whenever I see other dogs in here and I’d like you to know that it’s everyday. I think about you when I wake up. I think about you at work (when everything seems tiring and boring). I think about you during my ride home. I think about you before I sleep. I think about you even in my dreams. Swear, I dreamed each and everyone of you one night. I was so happy in my dreams, so complete. When I woke up and saw my ceiling, I know it was only an illusion.
I miss you. So bad. Totally. Tremendously.
My love bank is emptying and I need you in my life here. I am working on it. Yes, I am. Doubly. I want to ride the airplane, put you in your little houses and make you ride the boat, and live with me here. I daydreamed about this million of times, babies. Eversince the day that
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Dearest doggies,
I am so sorry that we’ve been apart for three and a half doggy years already. I know! I really dislike this set-up, but I know you dislike this more than I do.
I know you long for my touch and my attention, I am also missing your furry feel and wet kisses. I need you all here with me now. I get so lonely whenever I see other dogs in here and I’d like you to know that it’s everyday. I think about you when I wake up. I think about you at work (when everything seems tiring and boring). I think about you during my ride home. I think about you before I sleep. I think about you even in my dreams. Swear, I dreamed each and everyone of you one night. I was so happy in my dreams, so complete. When I woke up and saw my ceiling, I know it was only an illusion.
I miss you. So bad. Totally. Tremendously.
My love bank is emptying and I need you in my life here. I am working on it. Yes, I am. Doubly. I want to ride the airplane, put you in your little houses and make you ride the boat, and live with me here. I daydreamed about this million of times, babies. Eversince the day that
