🐾 Peanut’s Journal – July 3rd Reflections

This came in the mail.  This paw print of Chewy's. It is a clue.  Emma placed it on the shelf. What does it mean?

Yesterday was a strange but interesting day.  Emma, went to a party with Becky. She left me behind (rude), but I forgave her because she brought back the smell of grilled meat and the faint scent of happiness mixed with sadness.

The guest list seemed like a typical Emma gathering—lots of laughter and people who talk too much. Still, the whole thing stirred up memories. Old ones. From Michigan. Cartwheels in a red dress in a graveyard (I was there with Chewy and Benny). Emma always remembers places by feelings, not landmarks. Mason was a good-feeling kind of place for her.

Emma planted things yesterday. She got a sunflower from Kroger and put it in the yard, and I watched her from the shade. Some lady asked if she was going to eat the flower. Emma said, “In a salad!” but I’m pretty sure she was joking. Humans are weird like that.

Then her phone died. Oh, the drama. We spent two hours replacing it. She was stressed, but I just napped. When she got home, we sat in the hammock, and she tried out her new phone with Kelly. I like hammock time. It means Emma sits still, and I can use her as a pillow.

💤 Best Moment of the Day:

Becky showed up—my favorite human. I leapt into her lap and passed out instantly. Sorry Emma, but Becky gets me. She doesn’t ask me to move or try to put silly hats on me. She just is, and I love that.

🌼 In Summary:

Emma is holding a lot right now—joy, grief (especially about Chewy), old love, new peace, sunflowers, key lime pie, and me. She’s doing her best. She’s remembering that she doesn’t need anyone who makes her feel small or unseen. She has friends. She has me. She even has that weird moldy plastic hamburger toy I refuse to fetch.

 I’m just here to remind her with every tail wag and every snore: You are not alone.

– Peanut 🐾