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אוי דײַן טאַטע איז רײַך און דײַן מאַמע אַ שיינע
When he was a tiny kitten, the runt of the litter, a soot-sprite handful of black fluff with innumerable claws, Autolycus crept onto my shoulder and nestled under my hair.
Seven years later, he sees no reason to change his favorite perch.
Seven years later, he sees no reason to change his favorite perch.
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He sleeps on my lap and I have petted him for you. [edit] He woke and groomed his leg furiously. I think he says hi.
May you and he have many more years of shoulder-perching, purring, and general marvelousness together.
Thank you.