I just want you to know that no matter what anyone says, you are the best Mom in the whole wide universe, I don’t mean to wake you up at 3 AM barking at nothing. Or chase the cats. Or whine endlessly while you are trying to go to sleep. It was not my fault that the loud noises over head with those light flashes made me so scared that I ate through the door to find shelter in the laundry room. I don’t like noises, Mom. They hurt my head and I want to attack them. I am really sensitive and I don’t like when you are not in the house with me. I stick to you, like thistles stick to my coat, because you make me feel calm and safe. It is not my fault that my brain is wired a little different than other beings. I have these terrible dreams at night and they wake me and make me want to attack the air. I need to always be sucking on something to calm my nerves. Thank you for all the toys, especially the catnip toys, that help me find comfort in every room. Together we can overcome anything, Mom. I am your fluffball, your ‘sodapop.’ I am your Sofie Bear and I know that you rescued me because we were meant to be together. I love you, Mom. I hope that my face shows you that everytime I look at you.
– Love always and furever
This is part of the Black and White Sunday Blog Hop. Thanks to Dachshund Nola and Sugar for hosting.