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The toddler or the cat

The day after our visit with our granddaughter these thoughts come to mind. The granddaughter is heavier. Both are squirmy. Both communicate – just differently. I can hold both. My cat is better at close quarter hugs – so far. The granddaughter is more expressive. In a pinch a cat will do if you don’t have a granddaughter to hug. We almost kidnapped that kid when we left for home. I should’ve! I’m hugging that cat right now. Bittersweet, but, I think she knows I love her. (pronoun? specific?!) Okay!! She’s melted my heart.

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