(with thanks to Edward Monkton)
And the Dressing Gown of Dreams shall be worn at weekends when its full power is unleashed. Its cuddly cotton pile will call to the KC who will willingly and happily cuddle up to its normally ignored wearer, put her head and paws on the wearers thigh and snuggle in tight. For the first time in SIX years ...
And the wearer shall not move a muscle and will shed small tears of complete joy as the KC gazes up at her with genuine love.
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