there’s an asian couple a few doors down that walks their golden around the neighborhood. bagel always sees them and barks like crazy from the house. obviously he knows it’s not milo because he’s not with you, but a part of me thinks he mistakes him for milo until he notices you aren’t there. i’m sure bagel wonders why all four of us haven’t seen each other, and although he wouldn’t understand, know we both miss you two very much. especially on days like today.
sundays aren’t the same anymore.
-ratha, 3:16pm, 3.7.21