Dear Furry Puddin’, Earlier this week, you hopped up and over a concrete ledge at the park. Like it was no big deal at all. And for any other dog, it wouldn’t be a big deal. It’s not that far off the ground. Most dogs could hop over it like the bunnies hopping over the log
Dear Furry Puddin’, It seems we’ve been here before, but each time it gets a little worse and a little harder to reassure myself that you will get better again. Four months ago, you tore the ACL in your left hind leg, just after my graduation. I didn’t have a job and your papa left
Dear Furry Puddin’, One year ago, your papa and I drove 3 1/2 hours to Kansas City to see about adopting a dog named Chester. We instead came home with you, and it was one of the best things that has ever happened to us. We’ve learned a lot about you in the past year.
Dear Christina, I haven’t known what to say, because every time I start to write something, it ends up being about me. “I’ve been a fan since…” “I never even got to see her perform…” “I looked up to her growing up…” etc. But it’s not about me. You were a beautiful person, Christina. I
Dear Mama Squirrel, For the past few months, we’ve heard little footprints on our roof now and then. We’ve known about the birds for awhile, but they mostly keep to themselves. You, on the other hand, can be extremely noisy. We’ve been meaning to take care of the problem for awhile, but haven’t gotten around
You started out as a little guy, but over the last several weeks you have grown to be quite large and scary. Luckily, you are a grass spider, not a brown recluse like the many other spiders in our house, so I don’t have any serious problems with you. In fact, I kind of like
Deacon, Today is our one-year wedding anniversary. I can’t believe it’s been that long since I walked down the aisle to meet you. It honestly flew by. Even so, so many things have happened this past year. I started graduate school; you picked up a third major. We moved into an apartment that was nice
Dear Chewie, We first met you in a dream. Months ago, Deacon dreamed of a dark brown long-haired hamster named Chewbacca. Ever since that moment, we felt destined to find you. We made sure we could have pets when choosing our apartment. We looked at pet store after pet store, but it was never you.
To Deacon, –I did not write you a letter on your birthday this year like I’ve done every year since 2011. This was partly because I actually got to spend the day with you this year, since it fell on Easter Break. I was going to write one that night, but I didn’t. I didn’t
Hello, my friend. I shall call you Rhory, because it means “Red King.” I’m particularly fond of your redness, because the squirrels back home are not fox squirrels; they are eastern grey squirrels. So for me, your redness is particularly striking. I’ve been watching you on and off for a year now as you play