We thought when we left for Italy there'd be no Bebek when we got back. But there he was, still sick but very glad to see me. So glad, in fact, that he insisted on being picked up and cuddled. Now when I call the cats for their treats he wants to be patted before he'll eat. He loves my woolly sweater. He's a little stinky - after all, his natural habitat is the garbage bins - but he purrs very nicely.
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Excellent! How nice that he's returning your affection.
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