You asked why I was leaving, and I wanted to ask ‘What Do You Care?’ especially since everything happened right under your nose. It was a pleasure, these three years and seven months. I might not be high maintenance and I’m no door mat either.
In a nut shell, the reason surrounding my departure could be likened to You inviting me to your home, and on the day of arrival, I let myself in, only for your German Shepherd to make a bee line for me, and rather than call it off, You just stood there, motionless.
So, it’s been fun, and now’s my cue to leave. Thank you.