I hope you are having a good day at work.
Even though I am sick, I am being a very good boy. I probably still have a little fever but GrammaN and I still had fun reading lots of books because I feel extra cuddly.
Then Gramma wrapped me all up in a blanket and we went for a walk.
We saw the mailman and he said we were missing someone. (I’ve always known I’m too cute to be forgotten, but I guess he remembered Destroy too.) Gramma looked and acted very surprised that Destroy was missing. Grownups are so weird.
I ate most of my lunch and poked the doggies. I’m napping now because the whole thing wore me out.
I hope I still get lots of love and attention from you when you come home even though my brother went to school to play without me and then fell and got a bloody black eye.
(as interpreted by GrammaN)