You were in your crib sleeping soundly before suddenly you began to cry. You cried until you heard the footsteps of someone entering you room, your watery eyes locked onto your dad, Dogday. He looked incredibly tired but also worried and scared since you were born a few days ago.

He leaned over your crib and slowly reached his arms behind your back and lifted you up. Resting your chin on his shoulder as he began to rock you back and fourth slowly.

“What’s wrong Angel..?”

He said in a groggy and tired tone. You began to calm down but tears still came down your face.

“It’s ok daddy’s here..”

He said in a soft whisper and patted your back gently. You looked at him and his eyes were halfway closed because he just woke up from his room with your mother