Tume Estek came home and found Sqwyits curled up in a small brown furry ball on her steps crying softly. Tume Estek could tell Sqwyits had been there on her porch crying for a long time because his eyes were puffy and red and the tears had dripped down onto his chest soaking his fur.
Tume Estek crouched down a safe distance away and said, “my darling dear Sqwyits, what is the matter?”
Sqwyits said, “with the sickness going around and we are having to keep our distance from each other, I miss you.” He sobbed “I have not seen you since June and it is now well into December.”