Like having animals on my pillow. Or that mysterious act of grooming me that he must do every night. I get into bed, and Thumper lays his head across my throat while I stroke him and listen to his fragile breathing. Then he begins to wash my face, a ritual that has taken me a long time to understand. You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
Animals are so strange, the way they know things beyond knowing.
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