When you were little we had a cat named Miles. We got him from your Uncle Dan and Auntie Kate because they couldn't have him in the house any more. I mention Miles in particular because you surely won't remember him whereas I hope Amos will be around for a good long while (and Obadiah too if he can survive all that sniffling and sneezing.) So anyways, you loved to see the cats, but particularly Miles, I think. He was very poofy and pretty docile. You got so excited to reach out your hand and pet him. I'll try to find a picture of him for you.
Dad
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