Listening to: Pumpkin munching.
Watching: Boo sleep.
Eating: puppy chow.
Thursday, December 15
I actually didn't really notice Pumpkin was missing until I stepped outside for a smoke and found them sitting on the front porch, looking ahead, head tilted, like they were annoyed about something.
I sat beside them and tried to get them to talk to me again, but they wouldn't. They ignored me and continued to keep their head straight, not paying attention to anything around them.
I started to pat their back and rub their sides when I heard them start to whine softly in their throat.
Then, when the whimpering noises continued to happen, I hugged them and wouldn't let go until they acknowledged my presence.
It took them a while until they gave in.
Now, we're sitting on the couch, eating puppy chow. Boo's lying by my feet, not feeling well enough to jump onto the couch with us. I think she's getting fat.
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