Hi hi hi! Ojo here!
Way out there, across the water, and keep going for a long, long way, is where I came from.
I have now been here for longer than I was ever there.
Sometimes I smell something that reminds me of that place, long, long ago. Sometimes I think about the first family that I had, and I wonder what they are doing. If they ever wonder what happened to me. If they hope I'm okay.
First family, I do not know why you did not want me any more, or why I spent all that time living on the streets and then in the shelter, but I forgive you.
First family, if we had not parted ways I would never have met my forever family, and I would not be living in this amazing place. On an island, surrounded by water, covered in mountains and forests. With Cobi and my people, who have loved me and played with me and fed me amazing meals for almost three years now.
First family, I hope you are doing well, and I hope you are happy. Because I am very happy, and I would not change a thing. (Except for maybe adding a second breakfast to the day. That would be good.)