It's okay. You can ask me.

She is just as luscious as Robin said she was.  All toes and tiny goblin ears.  And a saucy little mouth that I think is just precious.  My Miss Emily.  When Robin said I could stay at Miss Emily's, I started thinking about tennis balls.  And that I would tell Miss Emily that I am VERY good at carrying them around in my mouth but that even though she's the same size I would NOT carry her around until she said, "okay Bouncer, you can do this."

It's been about 3 days or more, but I think that I've been here before then.  I don't know when but there is a bed that is the exact size as my bottom!  And turtle stuffies and peanut butter which are my perfect treats.  And the lady and the Man that loved Robin and then loved me have the perfect size hands to cradle my meatball head so falling asleep feels so good.

Maybe I knew Miss Emily was waiting for me this whole time.  Maybe I didn't. Sometimes I think I know something but I have very small eyes and an abnormally large head so I don't always remember what I knew.  But this place makes me happy.  It's just like the Barn, but with Miss Emily.  And the people who love Robin and now love me too.