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Dear Aunt Harriet and Uncle Al,
I just wanted to thank you for the outstanding visit I had at your home. I loved playing with Ginger and Gigi, and the weather couldn’t have been better. Staying with you was like visiting a luxury hotel: quiet, relaxing days, peaceful and playful evenings (depending on who was up for adventure or just hanging out). I almost didn’t want to go home. Almost.
A typical day with you always began with a cheerful Uncle Al who called me to scurry around in your huge yard and take care of business. My romp was always followed by scratches behind my ears and more cheerful greetings. I then relished the special cookies you would give me, followed by a gourmet meal. Actually, I think it was my regular diet served in my regular bowl, but always with a loving encouragement to down my food. I was happy to oblige. The rest of the day was spent chasing birds, exploring the property, trying to ignore Ginger and Gigi, and getting into trouble. At least that’s what you called it, but you tolerated me given my cheerful demeanor.
I need to remind you, however, that when I returned home, I had to turn on my “sad sack” face. Both Susan and Jerry fell all over themselves welcoming me back, and I made sure they felt guilty as heck for the week they “deserted” me. I got extra cuddles, scratches, and treats, so I made sure to drag out the guilt trip as long as I could. It was really fun studying them as they fussed and fumed and tried to convince me that they would have taken me with them if they could have. Yeah, right.
Still, I have to admit that they seemed more relaxed and rested than when they left. But no one has to tell them that you treated me like a queen. Then again, I was the first one to greet Uncle Al at the door when he came home from work, and got first dibs for lying on his lap, even when he was reading the newspaper from his lounge chair. Not too shabby a time for being “deserted”!
Anyhow, we’ll just make it our secret, right? We’ll let Jerry and Susan know I was well-taken care of, and that my misery comes out of my missing them. It’s the perfect balance.
I hope I will be welcome in your home the next time they go on vacation. Give Gigi and Ginger my best. Oh, and tell Gigi I hid her stuffed toy behind the bookcase in the family room.
Love, MuffinPublished in