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his nose and told her to do the same.

“Move slowly and don’t jerk back,

especially out of fear.”

“Oh, right!” she muttered. “I can

hardly keep myself from running

right now.”

I put my hand right by hers, and

slowly we reached out together.

Finally we touched his nose. After

she had stroked his nose a couple of

times, his breathing slowed and he

nuzzled her.

I broke up an apple and handed

her a piece. She reached out with it,

but just as his nose touched her hand,

she dropped the apple and jerked her

hand back. Cashmere immediately

snorted.

“No, no, Cashmere,” I said, trying

to speak calmly. “It’s okay.”

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