Apparently, this is what happens when Miss Hazel is worried that since I’m living in this house alllllll by myself now, that I might…just possibly…be…
you know…
lonely.
She’s made me a cute little Scottish Farmer boyfriend named Angus.
I told her, “Oh, my gosh!!! I’m in love with him!! Yayayayayay! at last!”
and she said:
“Yay! Grammy I’m glad you like him. He has a kind personality and likes to make people smile.
love, Hazel”
So, it looks like I’m all set.
House– check.
Cat’s — check.
Scottish farmer boyfriend– double check.
Thanks Hazel.
Life is perfect now.
Oh my word that’s adorable! You’ve always wanted a Scottish farmer.
I still do. Haha.