Today is the last day of the first week of summer camp here at the farm. Not sure I’m ready for the next six weeks. The campers keep asking about Ricochet. They keep telling me how much they miss him, “if Riki was here he would do this, if Riki was here he would do that.”. It’s exhausting.
I’m babysitting a Jack Russell for a friend of mine. He is a similar color to Riki and he has the same broken coat. The kids keep accidentally calling him Ricochet. It is difficult having the kids telling me how much they miss him. I’m trying really hard to be strong for them. I tell them that we are going to get him back. He will probably be home soon. I believe it too. Riki and I have a very special bond. He is my boy. I know that we were meant to be together, for some reason Ricochet was meant to be my dog. We are supposed to be together and I know, we will.
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