The cheese cube is quite possibly the world’s most perfect food.
The human took me for a run today or at least that’s how he tells it. I don’t have the heart to tell him it was the other way around.
Sometimes food magically appears in my bowl between meals. I have no idea why this happens but I’m not complaining.
The humans installed a step near the bed so I may enter at my leisure. This, my friend, is living.
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