It was about this time I noticed that Squeak looked, well, bored when I came home from work. Sneaking a look in the bedroom before he knew I was there, I found him sitting very still just staring out the window. At least he had a nice view. When I came into the room, he would begin to hop around and sing, so he was clearly glad for the company...
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