Fatty little pom pom, silly little pom pom, stinky little pom pom, what are you doing right now? Are you still sleeping? It's a nice and rainy morning, I can almost see you sprawled over some corner, long fur blowing from the breeze. I can almost hear your snores, so loud and human-like. Really pom pom, where did you learn to snore like that?

You've been missed, I hope you'll still remember us when we meet one day. I will have to scold you for leaving so suddenly though, but just smile, give my hands a lick when I pet you, burrow a little onto my lap and everything will be fine. Just don't step on my stomach, you're... rather heavy, it hurts and tickles.