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At first he was a little bit shy, and for a couple of days it was a big achievement even to be able to touch his wool; and he didn't know what Digestive biscuits were at first. After a couple of days I was able to give him a little skritch - and although he'd been kindly treated next door, no doubt, I don't think he'd ever had a really proper skritch before.

He *melted*. Leaning in and sighing and wiggling in happiness. In a way that was the first real moment of his new life.