I will never understand you humans…
It’s all about money, money, money…
Recognizing the rich for their wealth and not their character.
From a pup’s perspective…
Money only creates the desire for more money…
With the goal of having a pile bigger than everyone else’s…
It shuts out every other thing in life worth seeing…
Filling the days with prickly things.
For me, I own nothing but Orange Badger (my favorite toy…)
Yet, I never feel poor…
Nothing to me, is that consequential…
I don’t need a big pile of anything (except poop. I really enjoy a big pile of poop.)
I follow the simplest path because it is the clearest…
I love my friends unconditionally despite the mountains between us…
I imagine pictures to each story you tell me…
And make every character magical.
I only think of being who I am, right now…
Even though sometimes I wonder what I will grow up to be…
For me, the ending of every story is the beginning of a new one…
Making me stronger and stronger for forever and forever.
I look at some of other people’s things and think, “That must have cost a pretty penny!”
And wonder what the record is they are trying to break…
Being truly rich is more than a bunch of decorations…
A good friend like you is more valuable than a pile of silver and gold.
I love you,
Annie