narrative of my dog

The people I love most all leave me in the morning. Being a dog, it is hard to cope with that idea, but I put up with it anyway, because in the end, they always come back for me. But until then, I will just lay down at home being a good dog, waiting for my Chellie to get home.
In the morning, Chellie lets me outside to go potty, and then when I go back inside I ask, “Chellie, can I have a cookie please?”
“Of course you can” she says, and she gives me a cookie
“Thank you” I say
“You’re welcome, bye baby, see you when I get back”
After that, Mommy gives me breakfast. After that Chellie leaves first then Mary then Mommy and Daddy, which leaves me at home with the cat and Pop-pop.
Well now it’s the middle of the day and I have to go potty, so I bug Pop-pop to let me out so I can go potty. He always gets mad at me and that’s not fair, it is not my fault that I have to go potty. After he lets me out and whistles for me very loud that it hurts, but I know it means I have to go inside so I can get more cookies. But sometimes he lets me out, but he chains me up outside so I just lay down and wait, I talk to my neighbors birds though.
“Hello birdies!”
“Hi Missy,” they say
“Sometimes I wish I could fly like you,” I say
“It is kind of fun” they say, like I have not noticed or anything
“But you guys are jumpy a lot” I say, because it is true, they jump at every noise
“Well you whine a lot” they say
But then I don’t talk to them anymore because they are right. After he lets me in, I go upstairs so he will not yell at me and I wait for Chellie to get back. But something else happens, Mommy comes home, but only for a little while, that is when I know that Chellie is coming home very soon.
I thought I just heard a bus. I did! Chellie is home! I run down the stairs as fast as I can to go see her. She opens the door and says:
“Hi baby!” and she pets me
“Chellie! I missed you!” I say
“Aw I missed you too. How was staying home?” she asks
“Bad, you know how he gets with me” I tell her
“Oh yes I do, I’m sorry baby” she says and I know she means it.
So after she lets me out when she gets the mail, and after I come back inside, we both go upstairs to her room, I lay down on the floor and she goes on her computer. I don’t like it when she is on there because she does not spend her attention on me like she does when she watches the tv.
Throughout my day, I lose the people I love, get let outside a lot, and do a lot of waiting, but thankfully it all pays off in the end. The part that’s best about being a dog is seeing the ones I love at the end of the day, even when they are worn out and tired, when they see me their faces light up and it’s the best feeling in the world.