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Originally Posted by DarkMavis 
What a cutie! I love his nose freckle.
The first pic reminds me of Dorothy's face when I'm in bed and she decides to plop her 11-pound self down on my chest, her face in my face..  (it's cute until she starts kneading my neck. aaack!  )
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Yeah, I know the feeling! When I retire for the night and get into bed to read, Morty will be lying on my chest or somewhere close by one moment, then suddenly he gets up and bites down on my t shirt sleeve, and holds this position, and moving his front paws in a needing type fashion, until I have to take him off and put out of my room so I can sleep, haha.
Then, like clockwork, at 6:30am I begin to hear him crying at my door, waiting for me to come out and feed him! He also comes running to me whenever I whistle. And If I keep whistling, he starts to meow a lot, like he wants me to stop.
