Say it isn't so

I can hardly bear it. I'm not exactly sure what's even going on. Our whole house is packed up. I sniff and sniff but still can't figure it out.


Mami says we're leaving - we're leaving on a road trip back to the United States. But I like it here. This is my country. This is the only home I know. These days my mami gives me lots of extra cuddles and kisses. She says not to worry. That we'll all be together. That there are lots of friends waiting for us that love us very much. I'm not so sure, but I do trust my mami. For now, I find comfort in what I know - and I certainly know our couch very well.

One last nap before we hit the road.