🐾 Hiro’s Diary – Entry #14

Dear Diary,

Dad came home today. My Teigean. My heart nearly exploded with joy when I heard his voice. I don’t know where he disappears to all week—some mysterious realm beyond the backyard, I suppose—but I miss him terribly. His snuggles are elite. His runs? Legendary. His bed? My sanctuary.

I’ve been consoled by his mom and dad while he’s away. They try. They really do. But their snuggles just aren’t the same. I lay in his bed, curled up like a cinnamon roll, daydreaming of his return. I imagine us running together, him calling me “stinky,” and me pretending not to hear it.

That is… until Bellatrix storms in like a furry hurricane and ruins my perfect nap. She has no respect for sacred spaces. Or silence. Or me.

And then there’s Reggie. I must be more careful around him. The other day, he tried to put me in positions that no proper lady should ever be in. Thankfully, Teigean’s parents were nearby and put a stop to it. I was mortified. Reggie needs boundaries. And maybe therapy.

For now, I wait. I hope. I dream. Teigean said he’d be back next weekend. I’m counting the days. Until then, I’ll nap in his laundry basket and pretend it’s a hug.

Longing always,

Hiro