Lady Penelope and I are at a cafe.
We’re sharing tea and cakes.
I’m supposed to be happy.
Instead, I’m crying into a hankie.
Penelope always understands me.
She comforts me.
“There there, now, darling, I’m here.”
“Thanks, Penelope.”
“Whatever can be the matter?”
At first, I try to let out words.
I am silent.
Then…
“I saw Chilli crying.”
“Where did you see her do that?”
“On a playdate with Bluey and Bingo.”
“I see.”
“I was playing with Bluey and Bingo.
I saw Chilli looking at a photo album.
She was very young in these photos.
She was with her sister Brandy.
Mort was also in these photos.
I didn’t want her to be sad.
I started crying too.
Bluey and Bingo didn’t want me to be sad.
I was so upset, Parker took me home.”
“Don’t worry, my little angel,” smiles Penelope.
“It’s all in the past.
It’s okay to feel different emotions on a playdate.
You can feel happy.
You can feel sad.
What matters most is the feeling of togetherness.”
I smile and wipe away my tears.
I hug Penelope gently.