When I woke up this morning, Mrs. Happy had just finished feeding Tater and had
him resting on top of her. He was looking at me as I opened my eyes, and he seemed
to get more precious by the second. I said to him, "Did you get cuter overnight?"
He answered me with this expression:

He’s been smiling a lot lately. I don’t understand how he manages to keep
getting cuter.

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