Run, Baby Run!

If Speedy Gonzales could give you a run for his money,

He would.

-サヤカ-

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For some reason or another, or maybe it's your breed; but you loved to run.

And run you did, though you were limited to the space inside our house. Which should have seemed quite big for the little you.

When we first got you, you would play tag with us, running around the house. Unfortunately, at one point, being the little pint sized creature you are, mishaps happened, and I remember accidentally kicking you during one of our games of tag.

Hello, sleepy head.

Brother and I were playing with you, when you suddenly ran out in front of me as I was running. Bad timing and all occurred, and I ended up accidentally kicking you, you flew a little and rolled over. Brother and I panicked, but you seemed okay.

Ever since then, neither of us played tag with each other anymore. Who knew it could turn out to be such a dangerous game.

But even though we never played tag anymore, sometimes when you got over excited or when you had too much energy in that little body of yours, you would take off running from the front to the back of the house and vice versa again and again.

Ears flat down, body curved, running as if your life depended on it.

Run, Baby, run!


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Hi Baby,

I guess today was better, since my chest and stomach felt a little better this morning.

Although I felt a little suffocated, and there's no haze in Japan lol. So we can't blame the haze.

But today we had nice weather, and after my Japanese class, I decided to have a late lunch outside on the campus where I have my classes every week.

Enjoying the view overlooking the Osaka Bay, and the gentle breeze whilst listening to Pachelbel's Cannon in D. Thinking of you.

Could you feel this as well, Baby?

Did you feel what I felt then?


-sunz-