Can’t say I’m sick of London . . . but I’m certainly ready for a new adventure.
Published by Amy Tetreault
With a bachelors in communications and a masters in journalism, Amy Tetreault is a thirtysomething marketing professional based on the New Hampshire seacoast.
When she's not staring intensely at her MacBook screen, Amy is reading, listening to NPR, volunteering, playing with her puppy and husband, and hitting the road for a great run.
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dear amy and kris,
where in the world are you? oh this is dora by the way- you know, your cat?!? soooooo yea where are you? first you leave me like……. FOREVER long ago. Why? i dont know… but you did. Then kris goes off to…….. somewhere for a weekend. I think a wedding or something and leaves me with kris’s random friend brian which he and I just did not understand eachother. i would yell at him asking for a treat and 1/2 the time he would keep saying “aww dont wry, kris and amy will be back soon.” And i would say back to him “no you idiot i want a treat”. then he would re-assure that you would be back. so then i would just give up on him. Then the silly bastard wouldnt let me up on the counter or the table. which i know im suppose to to anyway but really? i thought i could sneak it by him but *whispering* i think him and kris taaaaaaallk.
anyeayzzzzzzzz *caugh caugh caugh yeackeeee *&^%$#@!* sorry…. hairball.
anywayzzzzzzz im gonna wrap this up by saying i do miss you dearly and im going to need you here as soon as possible??? that’d be greeeeeeaaaaattt. yeaaaaaaaa…. cause im kind of lonely. Mmmmmkayyyyyyyyyyyyyy? thank you amy
Dora- your kitty