Today is Mom’s turn to write. Not just because Dad never does, but because it is Alex’s special day. Today Mr. Chops turns 4 years old. I am up extra early to take him to play agility at Barb’s house. Tonight we are also going back for more agility. (and he has a beautiful rib eye in the fridge, the heaviest one the butcher could find)
Alex and I have the greatest relationship. He understands me like no human ever will. If you ever want to know how I’m feeling about anything, just ask him. He’s right there for me every time, he never judges, he never gets mad at me, he always listens, he never tells my secrets, and he loves me unconditionally. Try to find that in another human! I treasure every day with him, I can’t get enough of our time together.
Alex wants me to keep it short because he’s waiting to go play agility. I can’t think of a better reason to be awake so early on a Sunday morning.
Love you the most, buddy!
Mom
