Dear Bee,
I don’t understand why you walk around in a circle before you lay down. I don’t get the need for a constant outburst of barking when someone on TV knocks on a door or rings a doorbell. I don’t know which one of my roommates is your favorite, but I sincerely hope that it's me.
It is a crazy thing how a totally different species can love me as much as you do, and because you don’t understand me, you will never get to hear how much I love you. You will never hear how much I brag about how awesome you are to my friends. You will never get to hear me say how lucky I am that you are mine, and you will never get the chance to see me pull out my phone 100 times to say “Hey y’all, look at this photo of Bee. She’s perfect.”
But with as much fun and love that you give me, I wish you understood that sometimes I don’t like it when you lick my face. When a girl is over, don’t jump on her all the time. A bath is not a scary thing, and you should enjoy it. My room is not your bathroom, it’s outside. When I say no, stop and go away, I wish that you knew what I meant. My shoes are made for me to walk in; they're not chew toys. That also goes for all the cords, socks and clothes in my room. Lastly, I wish you understood that you don’t have to sleep in the middle of the bed.
Thank you for the late night cuddles, licking my tears when school becomes to much and always being at the door to greet me when I get home. Thank you for forgiving me when I get home late. Thanks for forgiving me when I get mad and yell. You’re the best for never leaving my side when I’m sick and for letting me vent to you when I have a bad day. Lastly, thank you for being a chick magnet and allowing me to use your cuteness to score points with girls.
I’m also sorry for all the times I decided to go out instead of spending the night in with you. I’m sorry that sometimes when I wake up annoyed with you after a drunk night, I just push you to the side. I am sorry if you are lonely in your kennel for the day, and I am sorry for when I forget to rub your belly in just the right spot. Lastly, I’m sorry that I embarrass you in front of all the other dogs at the park.
I wish I could tell you that no matter how many shoes you chew up, I will still love you. I wish I could tell you that no matter how many other dogs you can smell on my clothes, you are still my favorite. I wish I could tell you that the thunder is not going to get to you and the rain is not trying to break into the house. Lastly, I wish I could tell you that the vacuum is not going to suck you up.
Most of all, I want to thank you for being my best friend. I have never met someone else that would give their life for me. I have never met anyone who cares for someone as much as you care for me. You mean the world to me, and I don’t thank you enough for all that you truly do. I am lucky to have your love, trust and loyalty. I wish you could read this letter to truly know that you are my world. I love you so much, Bee.
Love,
Your Best Friend
