Amy, Amy, Miss Contrary
So we went to pick up Amy today from my uncle's.
Guess whom, after not seeing me for three weeks, and from all accounts pining for me, reacted with complete and utter indifference to my return?
My beloved Amy, that's whom.
She did give my hand a couple of licks, and didn't start squirming in my arms for a few minutes.
I think she's mad at me.
ETA: So she fell asleep in my arms last night.
I think I'm forgiven.
Guess whom, after not seeing me for three weeks, and from all accounts pining for me, reacted with complete and utter indifference to my return?
My beloved Amy, that's whom.
She did give my hand a couple of licks, and didn't start squirming in my arms for a few minutes.
I think she's mad at me.
ETA: So she fell asleep in my arms last night.
I think I'm forgiven.