stewart is bahaving like a fiend, as usual. As i sit writing, he sits on my shoulder trying to find my ear under my hair. He has learned how to jump off the table and onto my chest, and crawl from my shoulder to the tip of my fingers. He has learned to not cry when i roll over and squish him in my sleep, and to eat like a javelina. HE growls,
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