Tomorrow I get back from Orlando, and I miss Kelly more than I missed my luggage on Tuesday afternoon.
Kelly is staying at my parents' house, and although she is fine and probably very happy, I miss her dearly. I miss her sleeping and trying to snuggle with me at night. I miss her licking my face so I wake up in the morning. I miss her being pesty when I get home from work. I miss getting up from the couch only to find dog hair on my pants. I even miss bundling up at 6 am in the freezing cold temps so I can take her for a walk.
She means the world to me. I can't wait to see her tomorrow.
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