Texts to Cece

At least once a week, I find myself wishing I could text my dog and see what she's up to. I wish I could say that I am fully aware of how insane this is in the moment that it's happening, but I don't. I truly forget for a second that doing something like that isn't possible. But god, if only it was. I mean, she's already my best friend who has seen the worst and best of me, so it would make sense to bombard her with an array of texts throughout the day, right?

So then, I started really pondering what exactly those texts would entail. If I had the opportunity at my literal fingertips (more like fat thumb tips) to reach out to my dog whenever, wherever, what would I even say? And when I started writing down these hypothetical texts, I realized how perfect it would actually be. In no particular sort of order: