This is Bear. We adore each other.
We really do. Any time I head over to the house where he typically is, he has such a visceral, full-bodied display of joy upon seeing me and greeting me. Full of smiles externally, and full of oxytocin internally, I am also full of pets and boops for this sweet boy.
Last night, I was standing near a table in conversation with people in my community, when I noticed this furry muppet come near and place himself on my foot. Sometimes, he just wants to touch me while snoozing.
My foot fell asleep and it was the best my-foot-is-asleep possible. I just let this happen, of course.
Anything for Bear.
—Renee Roederer
Smuggling Grace 