I miss our after-work routine where I would sit down on my bed to take off my shoes and she would walk back and forth across my lap. Then sometimes, when I had time, I would grab my book and lay down to read a few chapters and she would lay on my chest and purr and knead her paws and I would pet her while reading.
It was always a highlight of my day to see her when I came home.
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| Sleeping on my chest in the unfinished basement many years ago. |
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