Squeeze

My sister and I have always had a secret code. We still hold hands and the occasional squeeze can speak volumes, without anyone else ever knowing we’re communicating.

Imagine my delight when I squeezed Bubba’s hand a couple of weeks ago and she squeezed it right back!

squeeze

Since then, she has done it a number of times. Sometimes the squeeze is accompanied by a little noise, sometimes a smile and sometimes she seems to be interested in something else altogether when I feel her little hand wrap around mine just a little more tightly.

It’s my heart she’s squeezing along with my hand!

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Don’t forget to vote for our friend Rumpy. If you’re wondering why I keep asking you: it’s because I think animal welfare does matter. A whole lot!

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