Oh, hi . . . good morning . . . or is it afternoon? I’m a little disoriented . . . I was just . . . taking a nap. With my Chick. Under this here blanket. It was a really good nap . . . the kind where my nose goes twitchy-twitch and my feet go pitter-patter and my voice goes squeaky-muff.
In my dream we were running through a field together, soaking up the sunshine and chasing the shadows through the tall grass. When we’d get tired, we’d lay down and roll around on our backs with our mouths wide open in a big grin and our legs flailing about. Every once in a while, we’d turn around and run back to our people to make sure they were coming with us. But it wasn’t just my foster people who were there with me and Chick but some other people too. My people.
Then we both woke up, and we were under this here blanket, together. And when it’s me and Chick under a nice warm blanket, there’s not much to complain about. But I’d still trade this handsome Chick of mine and my foster people for a forever family all my own.
In the meantime, I think we’ll snuggle back up under this here blanket and take another little nap.
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