I am going to miss you.
I know to you there is not much difference between three minutes and three months, but for me, not seeing you for almost a whole semester is way more agonizing than a trip to the store. Just know that when I come home, I missed you way more than you missed me. Even if I don't have a tail to wag.
Please do not look for me.
I know my room and the few clothes I left behind still smell like me, but please do not go in there and look for me. You will not find me and you will be sad. I think it is sweet that you want me to play with you or take you for a walk, but I am not hiding underneath my bed, so please do not look there. Also, I know it's really confusing when you hear my voice sometimes, but I'm just on FaceTime with Mom and Dad, so you really do not need to run downstairs barking.
No, you can not come with me.
Yes, you're the cutest dog I have ever seen and probably the cutest dog most other people will ever see. That doesn't mean you get to come with me. I know, you're the best in the car and you're so good at not peeing in the house, but I won't have time to cuddle and play for hours. I know, you'd love living in a sorority house with lots of beds to wallow in, but there are no pets allowed. Yes, you are a pet; not a person. No, you cannot pretend to be a therapy dog, because quite frankly, you probably need more therapy than I do. Also, you cannot pretend to be Tuffy. You are a miniature schnauzer and not even close to resembling a wolf.
Beware. It is almost football season.
I know you wear your Wolfpack gear proudly, but beware, because Mom and Dad are about to start yelling at the television again. Do not be afraid; they are not yelling at you. Mom and Dad just get really excited for football. On the bright side, they will probably only watch it on the weekend, so you will only have to retreat to your bed upstairs occasionally.
I will come back.
I hate that you won't be at college to wake me up in the mornings, but don't worry. You can jump on me when I come back. I know you will be lacking a person to beg for treats from, but Mom is a sucker and will probably give you biscuits without even having to do a trick. Just make sure to look extra cute so she'll send me more pictures of you. While you may not whine for me when I leave like you do for Mom, I know you miss me. But do not worry, I will come back to share my carrots with you. It may be a bit longer than three minutes, but I will come home to you eventually.
