Last night, for the first time in a while, I actually slept well. Maybe it is because my Tuna slept next to me. His breathing and his little snores helped me relax. He is the sweetest cat I have ever had. I love all my pets, and each one is unique. There is something so sweet and gentle about Tuna, even though he is giant among cats, the biggest I have ever seen. He is shrinking--he is sixteen and a half years old--but is still huge. He has never done a single mean or nasty thing in his life, at least nothing that I have been witness to. Even when Patsy crawls all over him or chews on his leg, he remains calm and patient.
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