You Have Grown!

Dear Max,

Wow! You are so big. You look like you are twice as big as when we took you to Gavin. Soon you might be as big as me. Gramma says that you won't grow to be as big as I am, but that's okay. I kind of like that you will always be smaller than me. What I don't like is Gramma and Papa drooling over this picture of you. I was a cute puppy once ........ I was.


Gramma was all like, "Oh how cute is he!!" when she saw this picture of you sleeping. She said that you were in a new bed. I have a whole kennel. Oh, I forgot, you have one, too. Well, I can jump up on Gramma's bed ....... so there.

I have to admit that my boy looks very happy holding you. Don't bite him! I have mixed feelings about this picture. I think I need to go get in Papa's lap now. I know I chose to stay with Papa, well, really it was Papa's choice. But, I miss my boy.

Could you please give my boy some licks from me? Thanks.

Your thankful friend, Wall-E