It’s weird how animals develop a personality.

To animal #1: I love that you still have an excitement-induced asthma attack when I come home at 4:30 in the morning

To animal #2: I wish you still had that energy. Granted, it was never on that level, but I can tell your getting old. That worries me.

To animals #3 and #4: I miss you. I miss the constant annoyance of you grabbing food, bringing to my location, barking, eating and repeating. And I even miss you trying to suffocate me at night whilst I sleep.

To animal #5: I’m sure you’ll find your place with me. However, your current redeeming factor is the point that I can make you fall over with a simple belly rub.

Mostly.

I just miss 3 and 4.

And my stupid wallet.