Yesterday, your pet/baby/inanimate object could read your post. Today, they can write back (thanks for the suggestion, lifelessons!). Write a post from their point of view (or just pick any non-verbal creature/object).
Ok to keep it simple, I’m going to choose just the pet, a dog, for the “something” that can write back and communicate back to us. So this post, from the next paragraph onwards is from the point of view of a loving dog, just a dog in general and not a particular dog!
Dear hooman, thanks to this new found ability to write back to you in language that is clearly understandable to you, I am going to tell you a few things. I hope you know that the day you came to pick me out, from a litter of 9 of my brothers & sisters (who were all equally good & cute and adorable) was the proudest achievement of my life. I don’t know what made you pick me (perhaps I gave you the ole puppy eyes) but chose me you did and I am so happy that you did. Although I miss my doggie mom & doggie dad and all my brothers and sisters, I knew you needed me and I had a job to do. So I was happy to come with you, in a box on the back seat of your car as you drove me to your home. When we reached home I was a bit nervous and scared but you carried me in lovingly and I knew that this was my home too – you had blankets, a dog bed, toys and other goodies for me. I explored and I sniffed and I smelled the placed out – yes, I am home!
I am sorry for all the mess I made as you toilet trained me. It is hard especially when I can’t understand most of what you said. But we worked in out in the end didn’t we? I have stuck to my designated peeing & pooping area and have never strayed from it. Unless you count that morning 2 years ago or that Christmas with your in-laws visiting. That wasn’t exactly my fault. And while we are on the subject, I am truly sorry for territory marking the first Christmas tree that I saw in your house. How was I to know that it was for decoration purposes? But since then I have been a good dog and I have always tried to be clean. Thank you for the back yard and the leaves in the fall – playing in it is one of my favourite pass times. Also thanks for the treats. By the way, you are welcome for the time you used me as the rig bearer for the proposal of my mistress – I’m glad to have helped you too become an official couple. And another big moment was when I was included as your unofficial best man at the wedding. Lovely cake by the way.
I have been with you for a few years and I will be with you till the day that I die. Thank you for loving me, you & the Mrs. mean the world to me. I will gladly stay awake throughout much of each night to keep a watchful eye for things while my family sleeps. But that means that I will be sleepy during the day, especially in the afternoon. But if you want to go for a walk or play fetch the ball – just say the word and I will be there. I miss you when you are at work so hurry home.
P.S – thanks for sneaking me that big slice of pizza! I love cheese even though it makes me fart!
Prompt from the Daily Post at WordPress.com.
Beautiful…. !
:) Thank you