Dearest friends of Gab,
This last week was my most relaxed. I think I am understanding now that mom is going to be at home more. And so is the little guy. My parents got me calming treats for my continued anxiety, but I am honestly just feeding too much off of their bad vibes. These humans have some tense shoulders and locked jaws, that’s for sure.
But the hardest part about being home is dad being gone so much. I have a really hard time with that, as it seems mom does too. Oak asks about him a lot and mom always says he went… camping? I sure would have liked to go. Rude.
But now he’s home!! We can pick up right where we left off— belly scratches, treats, toothbrushes, wrestling… mom did all those things, but it just wasn’t the same. I miss my dad. I need him at home. He’s my best friend! No one’s opinion of me matters more. I mean, if my haircut is cute, I can believe my dad.
I think I have been fully grown since my turned two, but I still have so much I want to try and learn. The humans seem to feel the same right now. I can feel the good times coming, but right now, it’s uncomfortable. It’s growing pains.
Perhaps this is my last post with you guys for a bit. My mom is very much missing her pen and virtual paper. And feeling connected to all of you. She hasn’t been able to be herself lately. What is clear to me: She misses you. And me? I miss her too.
the end
Also this movie is insane. In a good way.