Feeding the White Dog

[Carlota]

Thank you for the story about the white dog, I never hear it before.

I realized that I am feeding the black dog (my mom’s style). I want to feed the white dog who is pretty much like opposite of my mom. She was gentle with me, she listen, talk to me in a nice voice, and her eyes had love hearts on them, she hug me and kiss me and wipe my tears.
I want to leave the black dog and keep only the good parts, I love him but I need the white dog. I want him close to my heart and mind, and I will dedicate the rest of my days to be just like him.

Carlota