So you have run away more than too many times I would like to recollect.
So you ran away once for over 36 hours, to a home and to a man who renamed you Electra...a man who eventually returned you to me, thank goodness.
So you chewed up one of my shoes.
And you chewed up Baby J's first pair of shoes.
You are uncondtitionally accepting.
You are eternally patient.
And because of these, beloved.
I guess I can let all of that other stuff go. :)