I don't often like to get personal on here. It's a blog about books! Y'all are here for the book love, not so much the random hijinks that happen at my house. I'm having a hard time digging up the bookish goodness today, though. Had to say goodbye to my favourite book-warming buddy (because, well, he didn't exactly read them but he did love to
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Mine followed me everywhere, and loved books as much as I do.
He had favorites he'd lay on. Whenever a new one would come in the mail, he'd run over and try to put his whole head in the package. Then he'd stick his face all over inside the book/claim it as his own before I even had a chance to look at it. (Especially ones with those *cough* iffy kind of smells.) ;) I have this copy of Beauty, by Robin McKinley that he loved more than catnip.
Reading every chance I could really helped with deal with the loss somewhat.
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