I woke up in the middle of the night thinking there was a mouse in our bedroom. It turns out that Hobbes was just trying to sneak into and nest inside of a box with packing paper.

I bet Benji wants me to get my book done so I have more time to cuddle him.

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11:00 pm exactly, every night:

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