Boo Boo the Comforter and Tobble Dobble the Sickly

She lies there in the bed she once abandoned, sick, barely able to move. Age is taking it's toll as her body betrays her, no longer able to control her functions, riddled with diarrhea and vomit. She feels his ghostly form lying there, curled up around her soft warm body, offering her the comfort only he can give, consoling her, healing her breaking heart. She knows she is not long for this world as she remembers how he would knead his feline body into the bed beside her, purring softly in her ear. She smiles to herself when she recalls how she would growl at him, vainly iding her true feelings, never letting him know how much he meant to her til after he had gone. God, those were happy days, but now that is over. Now she takes comfort in the knoeledge that she will be with him again, possibly soon, possibly after one more luscious dream of ice cream, hamburgers, and other unearthly delights.

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