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In Remembrance


My brother, Sir Agadore "Bloke". The whiskered one. Okay, okay, we both have whiskers. The oreo cherub.

I was with you when you left this world nigh a year ago. Forgive me.

Everyone who knew you can attest to the fact that you were definitely not a cat inside. I miss you, my boy. I miss shaving with you perched on the sink beside me. I miss our late summer night walks with you trotting nearby.

Coast on.

 
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