Dear Miss Sue,
When I see my Papa’s big red bag packed and sitting by the door, I know what that means: he’s leaving. I know he always comes back but I just get so sad and crabby knowing he’s going to be away from us, for I don’t know how long.
My Mama knew I might have a hard day at daycare, on Wednesday, when she dropped me off; that’s why she texted Miss Peg to let her know. But, you had already guessed my Papa was out of town when I started picking fights with my doggie friends and was being an all-around grump. I may act all tough and rough but if you haven’t already noticed, I am a sensitive soul who wears my heart on my sleeve.
I really appreciate you taking the time to talk to me about choices because I knew my doggie daycare day was on the line. My Mama wants me to behave and will not put up with me being a bully to others, even if my feelings are hurt. I tried really, really, really hard to pull it together, put my happy face on, and have fun. I think I did a pretty good job of bucking it up.
I should warn you, Miss Sue and all of my patient and loving daycare teachers…my Papa came home last night but I can hear him and Mama talk about him leaving again on Monday. I don’t know when Monday is but I’m already worried about it. I promise though I will try my best to be a very good boy for everyone. It’s just so hard sometimes…