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One night a few years back I was having a terrible time sleeping. In order not to wake the other half, I went downstairs and laid out on the sofa. Thomas came and sat on my chest. He never usually settled, so I often had to kick him off. This time, though, he fell asleep, one paw on my cheek. I'll never forget that.

Miss you much, dear boy. I'm sure the new chap'll work out, but he spends a lot of time hiding under the sofa at the moment.

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