Dear Poppy
Sacre blue! I think I am a big scaredy cat.
At 4:11am this morning I woke up as I think I heard something and started growling. You know, I had to protect Mummy and Puppaw. So I sat on their bed and growled and growled and growled, until Puppaw woke up. He said, come on Mugsy there is nothing to worry about, it is all a dream. But I was not so sure so I carried on growling. So he got up and said, come on Mugsy lets investigate.
No way in hell, I growled. I am not going down there in case there is a bad man. You go.
What is up with me, Poppy? I am almost 85lbs and 2 years old. My job is to protect Mummy and Puppaw and all I could do was stay frozen to the bed and growl. What use am I?
Puppaw went down stairs and everything was ok. But I was so worried that by the time he came back up I was curled up in my smallest doughnut shape and snuggled into Mummy so that she could protect me.
I am scared that I am a scaredy cat. Oh no, there I go again .. being scared.
What am I to do. Please help Poppy. You are so brave, a crime fighter and everything; and only 3lbs. I need a back bone. I may look and sound ferocious, but really I am a complete softy.
Please advise.
Love and shakes,
Mugsy
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