He's no longer the baby of the family, but I still treat him as one.
He sill has his own couch.
He will walk up to the fridge and know that I will always give him an ice cube.
He has eaten more socks that I can count. Luckily they always come out one end or the other.
He still follows me wherever I go in the house if he can't see me.
He sleeps all the time like an old lazy dog
We still love, love, love him!
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