The door to Katie's room is always open now. The bed stays made. Everything is in its place like a movie set waiting for the main character to arrive and breathe life into the scene. I wondered what Ozzie thinks about Katie's absence. From his earliest days in our home, he played in her room with ribbons and keychains, bags and shoes. He cuddled on her pillow and sat on her laptop. Now Katie's away at college and he misses her.
A few Sundays ago, he sat in my lap for 45 minutes and listened to her voice while we ichated on our Macs. He focused on the screen a bit, but mainly just sat contentedly in my arms like Katie was in the room with us.
A couple days later,
Ozzie ventured into Katie's room
and slept on her bed until
I disturbed him taking a photo.
I believe he connected the "Katie"
on the computer monitor with
his "sister" and found comfort
in her room. Does that mean Ozzie
misses Katie. Ubetcha! And it's safe
to say, Katie misses Ozzie too.
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