sylvester

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Waking up to him kneading my hair, the soft purrs beside my ear or his whiskers caressing my cheek is truly a feeling one of a kind. His plush dark grey fur, the softest thing.

As loyal as a dog or even more so.

His sapphire eyes: passionate and understanding, able to speak a thousand words in a glance. A personality so eccentric, with so much character you could swear he understands every word you say, everything you feel.

Never ceasing to uplift my spirit with his goofy nature. My cat, sylvester.

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