After a year, you got a new job and you were getting busier, but there was no problem, we got over it.
Then you met a girl. I think her name was Charlotte, and she wasn't a great dog person, but still I showed her affection and respect. I was happy because you were happy.
Then the little baby humans came. I was fascinated about their pinkness and cuteness. I tried to show them love, but you and your wife were worried that I could've hurt the little babies. As they grew up, I became their friend. I was so happy when you all were coming from work and school. But you weren't treating me the same. When people were asking you if you have a dog, you immediately responded with a happy "yes" and started to tell them stories about me. But now, if someone would ask you if you had a dog, you would simply say "yes" and change the subject immediately. You weren't cuddling me, you stopped showing affection, I turned from your dog to a normal dog.
