
Feeling jealous
I’m feeling jealous. It’s not good, I try to be a nice dog but sometimes I just can’t. I want to be happy for Shadow that she can spend a couple of weeks with Mum from Wednesday, really I do. The problem is that every time I think about it, I just want it to be me. I’m happy, don’t get me wrong, but I miss curling up with Mum. I miss going for walks with her. I miss her talking to me all the time. I miss her telling me she loves me. I guess it’s not just me. Aristotle is trying to put a brave face on things. He’s got more to complain about than I have, as he’s probably jealous of me too.
I just wish we could all go home and be together again. I know we couldn’t be anywhere better than we are for the meantime, but it’s not the same, however good it is.
Not wanting to move
Mum says she doesn’t really want to move from where she is. It’s come to feel very much like home over the couple of weeks or so that she’s been there. On the bright side, if she was still going to be there then none of us could be with her, so I guess there are upsides of moving. She doesn’t think she’d make a very good nomad. She needs roots and says it feels off not having any at the moment. She rather liked feeling as though she belonged when she lived up here and it’s going to take a while to feel like that again. In an odd way she’s home sick, but that’s odd when a place isn’t your home anymore. I think she misses Dad too but then we all do.
Love
Wilma
One of you being with Mum takes you a step closer to when you’ll all be with her!
Yes I suppose so, I just want it to be me.
Love Wilma