This weekend, I’m trekking north to my second favorite state to attend a retirement and graduation party. I’m also playing “bonus mom” or “super auntie” to one of the loves of my life: my fur nephew Steve.
And I’m scared sh*tless.
Sure, I’ve been around him before but my bro and SIL were there and they knew what to do with him when he barked or what he wanted when he just stares at you or what he liked. Clearly, I do not. I once threw Cheerios at him to get him away from the door and had to push him back while shutting it so he didn’t follow me outside.
Worst human aunt ever.
Okay, I told my bro about that and he said it’s fine, but still. What am I going to do with him all alone?
What if he escapes or doodies in the house or gets sick? I don’t know how to handle that! Especially the last one. I guess, worst case is that we just sit and stare at each other, playing a game of human vs. dog chicken.
So I’m absolutely, 100% nervous about being with him alone but I am excited about one thing: snuggles.
I mean, look at this face? I could never turn away snuggles from him! Okay, this is an old picture but seriously, that face is too cute for words!
Yes, by process of default, I will be queen of the castle, he loves to snuggle and I am the only able body around him to do that. Come to butthead.
In this case, I’ll take sloppy seconds or thirds for puppy snuggles. Beggars can’t be choosers :) I’m even hoping for a puppy snuggle-induced nap. Oh, to dream of such a thing.
So any tips for me? Or any words of encouragement? Fingers crossed that Auntie Jess and lovey Steve survive the weekend.
Any big plans for you this weekend?