Hearts Gladness is…
Bedtime. Lying in bed with my soft Butterscotch boy (Bebop) snuggled into my neck (and partly on my head). I got a foot cramp, finally couldn't stand it, had to get up and walk around. Unable to go back to sleep; out to the living room to read. Bebop followed along, snugged into the couch, keeping me company while the effects of the cramp wore off, till I felt sleepy again. Bebop melting lower and lower into the couch as time passed…
My sweet buddy.
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