Yes, just like Snoopy, sometimes I miss the place where I was born. I miss playing with my brothers and sisters. I miss Sparkle, my mom. Especially on a day like today.
I remember having good times with Mom. I remember when she would nurse us; I had to fight my way in because all my siblings were constantly hungry as well. I remember that Mom would let us jump on her, and pull on her fur, and run all around. She never complained, well, not much anyway.
But then I left to live with my new family, and I have been very happy here in San Martin. I have been growing like a puppy, getting faster and stronger, and smarter and even more clever. Life has been good … very good.
Still, I miss my Mom. She loved me, and taught me how to be a puppy, and gave me a good start in life. I hope that she is doing well.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! I love you.