Today, I find myself sitting in the recliner, missing Shiva. She almost always was in whatever room I was in, lying against the wall or curled up on the rug. Every time I look at the place in the living room where she'd lay down, it hits me and there's this twinge. It sucks
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(and warm beverages and pettins.)
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*long distance hug*
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