Riley, My Dear

Hello Humans! Happy National Doggie Day to my best friend, Riley. Paul McCartney wrote a song called, "Martha, My Dear," which is a love song to his doggie, Martha. I learned it on Piano and sing it to my doggie. So, I find it fitting to sing it to her again. "Riley, My Dear, though I spend my days in conversation, please, remember me. Riley, My Love, don't forget me. Riley, My Dear. Hold your head up, you silly girl. Look what you've done. When you find yourself in the thick of it, help yourself to a bit of what is all around you, silly girl. Take a good look around you. Take a good look around to see that you and me were meant to be with each other, silly girl. Hold your hand out, you silly girl. See what you've done. When you find yourself in the thick of it, help yourself to a bit of what is all around you, silly girl. Riley, My Dear, you have always been my inspiration, please, be good to me. Riley, My Love, don't forget me. Riley, My Dear." Whenever I played that song on our Piano at home, Riley would jump up on the bench with me and look at me with her adorable face.

For those of you who don't know, I love dogs. I always have and always will. And I hate cats. I'm allergic and they just sit there and do nothing. But dogs. Dogs are awesome. They sense when your sad, happy, and even sick. They do silly things that make you laugh uncontrollably, and then go lick your face while you're rolling on the floor. When my Riley does something that is "naughty," she knows she is adorable, and will look up at your with her puppy dog face, or she'll roll over for a tummy rub, which is very hard to deny her.

I miss my doggie more than words can say. It's weird watching a movie or YouTube clip without her little head in my lap. I miss telling her all of my weird feelings and explaining scientific topics to her. I even miss finding her fur all over everything. I miss waking up to her kissing my face, wanting to go outside to bark at birds. I miss playing tug of war with her and having her accidentally biting my hand, only to stop and kiss it better. I miss her obnoxious squeaking ball that she would never ever ever ever ever let go of.

So Happy National Doggie Day, Riley. I hope mom and dad give you lots of loves and treats. Stay wild, flower child.