Adorning his neck with my body weight, I bring my face to his and bury my nose in the little patch of fur between his eyebrows. One long whiff and the sweet blend of sugar and pastry dough leaps to my nostrils, the aroma taking me over and fixing me to his velvety fur as if with invisible strings.
I think in the future this is what I will miss most.
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