Mummy sleeps all the time.
She doesn't run with me and play with me like before.
She gets really hungry really quickly and eats two bites and gives the rest to me.
She has to go potty a lot.
I don't know what is going on with Mummy.
Showing posts with label mummy loves me. Show all posts
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Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Friday, October 24, 2008
Letter from Mummy
My Little Sahsha Beans:
You sure have changed my life in so many ways. The first couple days we received you into our home, I was not sure we’d agree. I never had a dog before and sure didn’t understand the concept and how to take care of one. Your Daddy loved you though from the first minute he picked you up. You were so little, you fit in his hand. He was enamored by you. I was jealous, yes I’ll admit it. You appeared at a time when my heart had been broken so many times that it was locked up, barricaded, sealed off from the rest of the world never to be seen again. Oh, but there you were, so full of love and tenderness. So damn sweet. Your daddy and I loved spoiling you. We couldn’t wait to see you smile. We loved driving together somewhere and talking about how you would come home from your walk and run all over the apartment and try to find me. Daddy had to tell you I wasn’t home yet and you’d do this cute little, “hmpth!” We cracked up for hours at how fast you’d run, how you didn’t like your little paws touched and how everyone was just ga-ga over you. Our little princess.
You stole my heart. Somehow, you released me from all my fears and showed me it was okay to let my heart come out. I may get hurt, but that can’t stop me from living a glorious wonderful life. I never thought that I would be so crazy about a dog. But, you’re more than just a dog, you’re my special baby girl. I love making up songs with you, teaching you tricks, and just watching a movie together while you sit on my lap. Oh what sweet memories those are. When I was not feeling well in the hospital, all I needed Daddy to tell me was all the funny times we had together. They made me laugh so much and miss you so much that I had to get better fast and get home to you for all the great memories we’ll make.
Mummy loves you sweet girl and I always miss you when I’m not at home.
You sure have changed my life in so many ways. The first couple days we received you into our home, I was not sure we’d agree. I never had a dog before and sure didn’t understand the concept and how to take care of one. Your Daddy loved you though from the first minute he picked you up. You were so little, you fit in his hand. He was enamored by you. I was jealous, yes I’ll admit it. You appeared at a time when my heart had been broken so many times that it was locked up, barricaded, sealed off from the rest of the world never to be seen again. Oh, but there you were, so full of love and tenderness. So damn sweet. Your daddy and I loved spoiling you. We couldn’t wait to see you smile. We loved driving together somewhere and talking about how you would come home from your walk and run all over the apartment and try to find me. Daddy had to tell you I wasn’t home yet and you’d do this cute little, “hmpth!” We cracked up for hours at how fast you’d run, how you didn’t like your little paws touched and how everyone was just ga-ga over you. Our little princess.
You stole my heart. Somehow, you released me from all my fears and showed me it was okay to let my heart come out. I may get hurt, but that can’t stop me from living a glorious wonderful life. I never thought that I would be so crazy about a dog. But, you’re more than just a dog, you’re my special baby girl. I love making up songs with you, teaching you tricks, and just watching a movie together while you sit on my lap. Oh what sweet memories those are. When I was not feeling well in the hospital, all I needed Daddy to tell me was all the funny times we had together. They made me laugh so much and miss you so much that I had to get better fast and get home to you for all the great memories we’ll make.
Mummy loves you sweet girl and I always miss you when I’m not at home.
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