He is farting.
I guess I should feel special. Because he likes to sit right next to my head when he does it.
Isn’t that sweet?
He’s been cranky since the day I met him.
So when he started curling up next my head a night, I thought – “Oh, he likes me,
after 10 frakking years of loyalty he really likes me.”
Or maybe he thinks a fart that has to travel a long distance to my nose – loses its magic.
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