My Dearest Sage,
First of all, I love you. I am so glad you are in my life.
I love that you are so excited to see me when I come home.
I appreciate the responsibility you have given me.
I adore your big, brown eyes that beg for my food.
My heart melts when you snuggle up beside me and rest your head on my leg.
I can’t stand how incredibly adorable you are when you sleep or stretch.
I have to laugh when you try to defend our apartment. Your bark is too cute.
I love how you wiggle your hind end in the air and pounce on your toys.
But my dearest Sage, I do not appreciate your diarrhea on my carpet, especially when it’s been so long since you’ve had an accident. But I love you anyway.