WE MISS YOU, Daddy

We don’t like it. we don’t like it at all.
There are still 3 Million Days for Daddy to come back home.

Someone came by today on a bike that sounds exactly like Daddy’s. Shadow rushed out to the verandah, ears pricked up, looking all excited that Daddy was back.
He even had Buddy convinced it was Daddy.

But I knew. 
I didn’t bother to go check.I just knew it wasn’t him.

However much I tried to convince the two of them that it wasn’t Daddy, they refused to believe me. They waited there, out on the verandah for a long time.

 

 

Finally, Mummy could make them understand that Daddy won’t be back for quite sometime and it was only just some stray human passing by.

We miss you, Daddy.

 

There’s NO ONE to throw my ball for me to fetch.

No one to pull Buddy’s toy

and no one to pick Shadow up.

Here are our pictures to tell you how terribly ALL of us here miss you.

 

Sad Bud-Boy

Sad Shadow

 

Sad Ginger

and Sad Mummy!!!!

So you get the idea!

Please come back soon.

Shadow even promises he won’t chew on your shoe-laces if you do…