In Spite Of The Fact
...that he is crazy. Cedric is my sanity, my safety, my inspiration, me motivation. Cedric is the one who dries my tears, makes me laugh, listens to my troubles, and hugs me at the end of a long day. If it is possible to have an animal as a best friend, Cedric is it.
But he's crazy. He barks at a leaf blowing by, he becomes agitated if I walk around the house with the lights off, he whines when he hears a dog or cat on television, he steals the covers in the middle of the night, and once he brought me a frog.
Don't know what I would do without Cedric.