If you have ever seen my Instagram or talked to me for a total of 10 minutes, you have heard about my poodle, Beau. Why? Because apart from the whole “being a dog” thing, I pretty much think he is my child. We talk, we play, we growl at the same people, and we occasionally match outfits on holidays and days that I can find nothing else to do. He’s my best friend. However, upon moving to college I realized that the Bex and Beau Show would be no more. With pet deposits, sorority activities, a job, and school, there was no way we would get time to spend together like he deserves, and ultimately demands. So to my fur baby at home…and to all fur babies that get left behind, this one’s for you.

Beau Beau (or insert pet name here),

First of all, blame Mom. We wouldn’t be in this sitch if she hadn’t forced me to do the whole “college” thing. But hey, this way we can be super luxurious later in life. Next, you may be tempted to befriend someone else, to find a replacement, and I’m going to need you to not. You may be wondering what is happening to all of my leftovers, and occasionally the other half of my cheese stick. But rest assured I would never give another pup what I know is rightfully yours. Also, just because I’m gone doesn’t mean every last pair of shoes I left in my room is free game. I know you miss me, but I miss the laces to my Converses. And with that being said, the only bed you should be sleeping in is your own; unless it’s storming then you have permission to snuggle up in my bed and miss me. I demand a weekly FaceTime date so that I can watch you grow and turn into a little dog-man. Finally, always remember there will never be a poodle for me like you. I’ll be back before you know it. So cheer up Beau Beau! Christmas Break is coming soon!

Xoxo,

Your Best Friend