Chessie Chess

I can hardly wait for Rachell to come home.

“I wonder where she has gone. She takes me with her everywhere she goes most of the time.”

I snuggle into the soft warmth of her comforter lying on top of her bed and pillows. I burrow down and nap while I wait listening for her footsteps coming up the stairs. My pointy ears perk up over the blanket’s edge waiting for her return.

I hear her familiar steps now heading up the hallway stairs. I lift my head and look toward the doorway as she rounds the corner. I want her to know how excited I am anticipating her return, so I jump up out of the covers and race to the edge of the bed. She gets right to the corner where I’m standing waiting for her to pick me up. She gently lifts me over her head and with a big cheshire smile says, “There you are. I love you so much, oh my Chessie Chess!”

I was in a place lower than Rachell when I arrived here. Every time she picks me up and hoists me high into the air, she reminds me of the climb to happiness we are making.

These precious moments overtake the way things were before I came to live here in my forever home every time she does it. I wag my little tail and wiggle in her hands to let her know how thrilled I am to be here. And I want to make her so very happy too.

I hope she knows I’m thinking, “Just keep climbing and we’ll reach the stars together!”