I love my Auntie

I might have mentioned my humom’s sister in a past blog but I don’t think I introduced her properly. She’s my humom’s younger sister. I really love my Auntie!

I don’t see my Auntie often because she lives in Boston, Massachusetts. She comes home to visit in December and in the summer when she’s not in school. My humom was very surprised to see that I was so drawn to her sister because I can be very shy at times and not let strangers pet me.

The last time she was here she came over to visit (in our previous home) and as soon as she sat on the couch I wanted to cuddle in her lap! (I don’t do this with very many people) If I want to cuddle in your lap that means you are very special to me!

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And then I got really goofy and she played with me and we played the tickle game that I like to play with my humom.

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I hope I get to see my Auntie again soon. My humom says she’ll be back in a couple of weeks. She hasn’t seen my new home yet so I’m very excited for her to come over and play with me again! 🙂

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I miss you Auntie!

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Do you have a favorite person other than your pawrents? Share it in the comments!

Thanks for visiting! See you again soon!

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8 thoughts on “I love my Auntie

  1. Yamini A MacLean says:

    Hari OM
    Awwwww…. it’s good to have a ‘backup relo’!!! My angel Jade would ignore me completely when her Uncle Ton would come for dinner… Uncle Ton’s partner, Aunty Jean would also be ignored. By Ton. It was all the ‘Jade and Ton’ show when those two got together!!! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx

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