Mama Sad

Its me, little Lily! Its not my turn anymore to write. Today was nobody's turn, and tomorrow will be Sammy-Joe's turn. But Mama said I can have an extra turn tonight because she's feeling sad and cannot go to sleep, which means I am up running around anyway. Mama is sad because my mean Uncle Jay, who has been visiting from California for two weeks, is leaving tomorrow. And Gramma and Grampa, who have been off of work for most of the past two weeks, have to go to work tomorrow. So Mama will be here all alone. It makes her sad to think about being alone.

That's a big part of our job as support dogs... because with me and Trixie and Sammy-Joe around, Mama is never all the way alone. When she is sad and crying we will sometimes help just by laying by her and letting her hold us and licking her tears. Other times we help out just by needing her. She will have to get up and take us for walks during the day. She will need to throw the ball for me at least ten million times. She cannot just be sad all day.

When Mama is sad it is sometimes harder for her than when other people are sad, because her sad just won't go away. It makes her hurt and hurt and hurt, and she cannot look at the TV or eat or use the computer or go outside because everything makes her feel yuck. But me and Trixie and Sammy-Joe can help her feel a little bit better and closer to normal, so she can do those things. She will be very sad when Uncle Jay leaves in the taxi, and we will have to lick her and hug her and look our cutest at her until Gramma gets home from work.

Mama will be okay because later on tomorrow when Gramma gets home from work, she and Mama are going to go to the grocery store, and then the next day they are going to make this oatmeal. It takes like ten million hours to make. That is kind of confusing to me because my Grampa makes oatmeal every morning before he goes to work. He always shares some with me. He makes it really fast in the microwave. But Mama and Gramma say this is super good oatmeal that takes forever and ever to make! I hope they share with me!

Wanna see a really silly picture of Mama? She got a hat for Christmas that makes her look like a doggy. She thinks when she takes us for walks, people will think we are three dogs walking together!
OK Mama says she might go night-night now. Tomorrow will be Sammy-Joe's turn to write, and he says he will show you his secret fort!

Bye, friends!