It has been 20 nights since Daddy left. I've been keeping track. 20 nights with no laps..Mommy's lap just isn't the same..she doesn't do it right (don't tell her, I don't want to hurt her feelings). I'm beginning to wonder if he will ever come home. I'm keeping his spot warm for him at night. Sometimes, I hear him! And I run in to his room (you know..the one with hard floors where he stares at a flat box all day)..but he isn't in there. One day I roo'd and roo'd hoping he'd come out of hiding. Mommy just walked around with her little flat box talking to it and I could HEAR him talking back....where IS HE??? Here is a selfie of me with the green monkey dragon (he didn't want to cooperate so I beat him in to submission) in case he reads this and forgets what I look like..
On the plus side, I do have mommy. She will do in a pinch. And i'm getting my meals every day..so she is doing her job pretty well. But I am glad she is here..not sure what I would do if they both left for this long. Wait...what is she doing? Is that the 'go on a long ride' bag? WOOHOO..we are going to see Daddy!!!! I gotta go pack my pink poodle. He probably misses her too! Which martingale should I wear? Do I need my coat? Oh..I gotta go help her pack!