
Something or someone is missing. Dad is not in the house or the yard. I miss dad when he is gone. I remember, he put on his clothes and went to work again. He took the silver car that I spent so much time in last week and went to work.
I wish it were like last week again. Dad and mom and I going on long walks on the beach, picking up rocks and things, chasing birds and splashing in the water. It was really fun but also really tiring. We would walk on the beach in the morning and in the evening right before it was my bed time. It was fun.
The car ride down to the beach was kind of nerve wracking for me as neither mom or dad explained where we were going in Labrador so I could understand. We stopped in lots of different places and I smelled smells that were strange but yet familiar to me.
It was a week that dad had other things to do too, so we came home to grandma, and my treats. You enver realize how much you miss home until you are not there for a while. Dad and mom did get em some treats though that are REALLY good.
Well it is my bedtime now and I know that dad will be home from work in a while. Maybe a little shu..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
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