I'm starting to get the sensation that part of the reason I have not slept well last night (again) is my fear of crushing The Ripper. The Ripper tends to slip under the covers and unerringly seek out the nearest source of warmth, which is a sleepy me. He then presses all nine pounds of himself against my side and props his head on my stomach. I
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