Peony first came to me as a little kitten. Sydney kind of adopted her as his little sister. He was a very attentive big brother, showing her the ropes and helping her settle in.
To this day they groom each other. Sydney gets sub-Q fluids every day, and often after he's done, there's Poppy to clean up any loose drops and soothe his soul. And sometimes I find them curled up around each other, fast asleep.
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
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