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My dearest Garfield...you were and will always be my Prince, my Knight in Shining Fur. I remember with joy the wonderfur times we had together; our Holiday in Venice, East Ellay, and Hollywood, where you bought your hearing aid. I loved your loud yowling, and grieve that I shall hear it no more. You were kind, funny, and a purrfect gentlecat, and I shall miss you sorely.
I hope you can hear clearly there at the Bridge, for I and all your many friends are sending loving thoughts and purrs to you. You were much loved and will not be forgotten, dear Garfy. |
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