Adjusting

I don't think I'm adjusting very well. Now my Mom sometimes goes away during the day, leaving me by myself and lonely.

It's hard. I know they're trying to find ways to make it okay for me but I still miss her alot. So much that, during the long darkness when they both lie still with their eyes closed, I have to go to visit her from time to time, just to make sure she's still there and still loves me.

My Dad and I now go for a run/walk in the morning, sometimes before the great ball of fire rises in the big blue. I don't know if I like being away from my home when the darkness is still in place but Dad seems to think it's important. It's not a bad way to start a day: make some brown logs, leave some yellow water in the fluffy white stuff and see the neighbourhood. But it does take time away that I could be spending with my Mom.

My friend Riley comes to visit a lot during the day. That's nice. And my Mom does come home to play with me every day and sometimes even my Dad makes a special visit. And it sure is nice when they both come home and we all go for a nice long walk or run! And then hangout and eat. And watch the colourful noisy box. And eat yummy chewy things! And then go for a walk again!

It's not a bad life, really. But it's not always easy to adjust to the changes.