
03/25/2025
Dear Diary,
Last Saturday, Mom and I took a drive to Joey's house. Joey is Mom's boyfriend. I love Joey, but it is hard for me to share Mom with him. Car rides are also hard for me. I just don't know where we're going, how long it will take, what will happen once we get there...It makes me feel anxious, so I whine a lot. Mom puts music on, but she can still hear me. I've gotten better at staying in the back seat, though. I used to push my way into the front seat to be next to Mom, but I know that's not safe. I was happy when we arrived at Joey's house. He has a big yard with so many new smells! I was also excited to see his dog, Charlie the Beagle, although Charlie didn't want to play with me. Joey's next-door neighbors have dogs. One played with me. The other one growled at me. Maybe next time she will play with me, too. We spent a lot of time in the backyard. I was mostly exploring and sniffing. Mom and Joey chatted. Even though I was so exhausted from the visit, I whined for 30 minutes on the way home. I finally relaxed and fell asleep while Mom listened to a show on NPR about migrating birds. As you know, Diary, I tend to experience life with a pretty intense combination of anticipation-anxiety-excitement. Mom and I navigate life together, helping each other.
Love,
Mooshi
Mooshi, Perfectly Imperfect