Well, what can I say?
You are the lord of all that is snugglesome and warm. You were my guardian and protector when I was young, shielding me from even the most ferocious monstrosities I could think up in my tiny, youthful mind. You give me cuddles when I have no company in my bed. You are the king of comfort and the duke of dozing.
Thank you my dearest and comfiest friend, never stop being what you are.
All my cuddles, Jewbee.
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