To my favorite four-legged pal,
How can I begin to explain the bond that has grown between us over the years? From car rides around town with you sitting shotgun, to getting ice cream (of course with a doggie cone for you) during the summer and walking through the park. I'm so lucky to have someone like you that loves me for who I am, even when I can be a little catty.
From the day that we got you, I knew you were going to be the best dog ever. We picked you up and you curled right up on my lap the whole way home. Soon after, I realized that you were barely even a dog. You don't like to play with toys, other dogs or really do anything that requires playing, but that's OK, because I'd rather just lay on the couch and watch movies anyway. We've had our ups and downs, but that comes with any real relationship. Like when you leave me to hang out with Dad when he gets home from work, or when you turn your nose up at the food I try to give you so generously... But I learn to forgive and forget, and we are always able to move past those times.
The real reason I'm writing this letter is because you are always there for me, mainly because you don't have much of a choice, but always there, nonetheless. You can always tell when I'm sad or just need some attention from you. I wish I could actually tell you how much you mean to me and you be able to understand, but I think you know somehow.
I know this long distance thing has been testing our relationship, but I truly think that it has only made us stronger. When I come home for a weekend, we get to cuddle in my bed and watch Netflix and catch up on what we've been missing out on in each other's lives. You lie with me while I do homework, and even while you sit next to me as I'm writing this, you just look up at me every now and then to make sure I'm still here.
They say that you only have one true love, and by the looks of my love life recently, I think you're it.
