Home alone

If I look mad it’s because I am.

Kevin doesn’t call me “The Bachelorette” for nothing. I should be used to staying home by myself by now but I’m not. It’s lonely. And I ate all of my treats.

I can usually figure out how long I’ll be on my own by the number of wee wee pads put down. There’s only one down so I know  it won’t be much longer.

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