I dreamed of Miko the other night. I was so surprised to see him and knew instantly that I was dreaming because I knew he had died. I was standing at the side of my bed and I looked down to see that he had walked up between me and the bed to rub against my legs. I reached down with both hands to give him a good squeeze. His fur felt wonderful and he gave me a good purr. That’s all I remember.
I really miss that little guy.
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