Where did you go?
I meow at your bedroom door, but when the Servant opens it, you aren't there.
I watch out the window. Cars come to the house. But when the Servant answers the door, it's not you.
The Short Servant tries to hug me and snuggle with me, but it's just not the same.
So I will dream of you until you come back home to me. I love you, Mommy.
Yours truly, Libby