Last summer my Auntie Din came to visit us. (I think she really comes to see me). I love her and have know her since I was 4 months old. She never gets upset with me if I become a little pushy or annoying. When she arrives I bark and shout and run out to greet her. She usually hangs her purse around my neck and I carry it into the house for her. If Daddy Thom corrects me in front of her I can tell she is displeased. I think she loves me as much as I love her.
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