Bailey,
If for one day you could understand everything I say to you, I would want you to know the following things. You are my guardian angel. Sure, some people (and dogs) don't believe in them. And maybe you don't....but I think you do (At least I think you do when I notice you barking at our bedroom ceiling). After your grandpa died, it was kinda lonely. And then we had to put Frieda down. You would have loved Frieda- spunky in her old age, she was! She was 16, and she helped raise me. But you are the thing that made me grow up. You helped me grow and you have helped me grieve the loss of someone so dear to me. I know that I may not always get the chance to play with you every single day because I often have a lot of school work to do on top of taking care of you. But I promise to you that I will always come home with a buffet of scents all over me every MWF just for you to enjoy. And I promise I will always give you unconditional love for as long as you are my dog. I love you mushy mushy.
I never would have thought of the staring at the ceiling thing as chatting with the angels ... but now that you mention it ... perhaps Kasha is chatting with Bear just like Bailey is chatting with your Dad & Frieda :-) Too bad they never got a chance to all hang out ... what a menagerie that would be!
ReplyDelete