Two dogs

 I’m tan. You’re black. And I’m bigger than you. But you have made very clear - that does not matter. I like that.

Walks feel weird without you. Not that we have many separate. I’m just saying, when we do, it’s weird.

We sniff the same stuff, but we are pretty different. I bark at stuff sometimes just because you do, even though I don’t always get what you are freaking out about. I guess I want you to know that it’s OK that something is freaking you out, even if I don’t get it.

Or do get it.

Or disagree.

Or just want you to not feel alone while freaking out.                                                                                    

Sometimes I do bail early though because I don’t think your cause is worth getting yelled at. I hope that’s OK.

I know I kind of freak about different things and it is usually full blast immediately. Sorry about the drama you get caught up in.

I’m kind of unsure of how we got here. Do you know?

I guess it doesn’t matter now. But I’m sure glad we did. Before was much worse. Much.

Is that why you freak out sometimes when things change? Are you scared that this will suddenly go away?

I don’ think it will. I think we are good. Try and just enjoy it. And stop hogging the dog bed.