dog mail.

dear mom & dad,

i just wanted to let you know that yesterday was the WORST. DAY. EVER.

i didn’t get breakfast or a long morning walk. you took me to that crazy office place where i had to get onto the scale in front of all of those other dogs. i would have been embarrassed, but it turns out i lost a few of my holiday pounds! then you left me. you LEFT me at that office all day! i don’t remember most of my day, i just remember being so sleepy and in pain. and then you came and rescued me. finally!

when i got home, it was nice to receive some extra special attention. you even moved my bed into the kitchen so i could lay down with you when you were cooking dinner. well, not my dinner, i still get that kibble stuff. we should talk about that.

any-hoo. all i know is that i have a cut in my belly that i am not supposed to lick, or else you say NO! and also that my teeth are different. they are so clean, what happened?

after dinner was my favorite part of the day. i got to sleep on the couch with you. yep, you heard me. SLEEP. ON. THE. COUCH. i never have been able to do that before. heaven!

i really thought things were looking up after the couch thing, that you had really come to your senses. but then this happened.

there are no words. only that there is no way that dog on the tag is that happy. they don’t call it a cone of shame for nothin’.

love & kisses,

sadie