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Walked along the canal with Snowball this
morning. She said that she will never be truly happy until
Killer and I are friends. Girls have such strange ideas of what
brings happiness. I felt like telling her that I would not be
happy until Killer is squashed to pulp by a steam road roller,
but, as we were kissing at that point, I thought it might spoil
the moment. I have made her a promise that I will become
Killer’s best friend. This will be the most difficult challenge
of my nine lives but I will do it even if it kills me!
This evening I was asleep on my new chair
when I had a dream that I was flying through the air. I woke
with a thud on the lawn and out of the corner of my eye saw
Trousers slamming the door closed. Can’t quite work out what
happened.
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