I went to the bathroom tonight, and low and behold, Thunder was sleeping outside your door. Then he ran in the bathroom, jumped in my lap and just purred. I think he knows what is going on. And Mom was telling Foote what a good boy he was, and saying whoever knew you would be such a good boy, and I said I knew. And Mom told Foote Pammy knew, and they looked lovely. Meow, Meow, Meow Cheryl. I miss you.
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