Puppy Days

Back in February I introduced you guys to my Labrador retriever puppy, Riley. I thought I would give you an update on how he’s doing…

Riley’s now a whopping 47 pounds and he’s only 4 months. His new hobbies include running circles around the coffee table in the living room. He likes to jump on the kitchen counter top and grab the load of bread. When he isn’t snoring away during nap time he’s probably barking at my two other dogs to try and get them to play with him.

As you can see in the picture above, he has recently discovered that he likes the beach and water while also making my car as messy as possible. It’s been quite a journey so far in the past two months. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Dreams

For the past two nights I’ve had dreams about my dad. It’s crazy because it’s been about a year since the last time I dreamt about him. The first night I dreamt that he had came back. When I saw him he yelled, “Kare Bear!”I ran up and gave him a hug and started crying. He kept telling me that he was sorry and that he loves me. I could hear his voice, a sound I haven’t heard since January 22, 2013. I was so afraid that I would start forgetting what he sounded like.

The second night, last night, I had a dream that I was walking and out of no where he popped up. He started telling me that I was hurt and that I needed help. He was making me walk around with him while he got me help to take the pain away. What was funny though was I kept telling him that I was fine and I didn’t need help. I didn’t realize my real life connections until I was telling my mom about the dreams this morning. I’ve been going through some tough things recently and I’m still hurting very badly. I miss my dad dearly to the point that my whole body aches. It’s funny how our mind plays out our emotions right in front of us as we dream.

I miss you dad, and quite much at that. Here is a picture of us from when I was little. Remember how you and I would run through the puddles whenever it rained? Great times, great times. I love you, dad.

– Your Kare-Bear