I wake up in the morning and wonder...where am I? Where are my favorite books? All my favorite toys? Where is everything I know? Where's my Dad? All I know is this...one day I was with Dad, at his house, playing with my puppy dogs, Storm and Shadow. We took this amazing walk... well more of a ride, really, on Daddy's shoulders. Then we had supper...Indian food....mmmmm my favorite!
I remember hearing Daddy ask to see me a few days later, but the next thing I know, I am on a plane with mommy flying for a very long time. We went to a place mommy called “my new home” with a man that mommy is telling me to call “daddy” even though I know he is not.
Please help me get back to Daddy. I MISS MY DADDY SO MUCH!!!!!
Love,
Gideon