Big love comes in a tiny package.

From 2004. The little white one was always my favorite. She would know when I felt sad, come over to me and make a little nest between the hair and my neck and make a little burrrrr-sound. She would always help me with my homework, sitting on my pen and leaving a couple of extra punctuation marks on the page.

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