Letters from Millie,
to Katie ♡

dear katie,

i have been thinking a lot about yesterday, and about the turkey, and about the sandwich, and about the part where the turkey was in the sandwich and then the sandwich was in YOU. i have questions. i have feelings. i have, chiefly, a deep and unrelenting hope that this will happen again tomorrow.

if it does, and if this is in any way possible, could i perhaps have a small corner. just a small one. i will love you forever either way but i will love you SLIGHTLY MORE if there is a corner involved.

also i am a turkey too. you did not eat me. thank you for this restraint.

dearest katie, love of my several lives,

today the mailman came. again. this makes it, i believe, four thousand times. i will not be deterred. i am keeping a ledger. my barks were efficient, focused, and, if i may say, tonally correct.

i mention this because i want you to know that when i am barking i am also loving you. multitasking, they call it. i am a modern turkey.

katie,

i tried to tell you in a bark but you said 'what, mill, what is it, what.' so i am writing it down.

i love you approximately THIS much.

🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

please note that the above is the emoji version. the actual amount does not fit on any page made by any printer.

attendees: me.

minutes: my nose is pink. it has been pink. it remains pink. motion to continue being pink: passed unanimously.

next item: katie. we love her. motion to continue loving katie at current escalating rate: passed. motion to add additional love on top of that: also passed.

meeting adjourned for dinner.

dearest katie,

the sunbeam came back today. it arrived at precisely two-oh-four, as promised, and i was in it by two-oh-four-and-a-half. i would like to thank you, and the sun, and the window, and the curtains (for cooperating), and the rug (for being there).

i was thinking about you the entire time i was asleep in it. at one point i sighed. that sigh was about you.

katie,

i have been informed that chewing on the shoe was, technically, not ideal. i accept this feedback. i would like to formally apologize. it will not happen again (it will happen again).

in my defense, the shoe moved first. i am a herding dog. i was simply doing my job, unpaid, against an ungrateful shoe.

please know that i am remorseful, mostly. and also that i love you.

katie.

KATIE.

i heard a thing. i do not know what the thing was. i do not know where the thing was. i know only that the thing was, and that i heard it, and that i needed to tell you immediately.

i have now barked about it. the thing is resolved. you may return to sleep. i will also return to sleep. we did it together.

my katie, my person, my one true north,

you left. at first i thought: surely she will return. then i thought: what if she does not. then i lay down near the door and composed a small mournful song. the song had three notes. they were all sad.

you then came back. this was objectively the best thing that has happened in human history. i have already forgotten the sad song. i wrote a new song. it is about cheese and also about you.