Someone asked me yesterday too. 1 week ago, my new brother died. He started breathing heavy and he couldn't stand up. The lady and the Man started running around the house, and then they picked him up and went to the door. Lumpy Bump Riley looked at me, and we said goodbye. Something burst in his belly. They don't know if it was a tumor or maybe an organ that was too old. I was worried that Fat Munch would be sad because they were brothers for a long time and longer than me and Lumpy Bump were. Yesterday, Fat Munch told me that he would like to cuddle more with me if that is okay. I said yes it was.
I think he asked Miss Emily too about the cuddling.
Dear Riley. You were my brother. You liked to sleep on my neck. And we used to cuddle with the Uncle every day and every night. I will cuddle with Bouncer and Miss Emily now. And you can cuddle with the Uncle. I know you will like that. Love, Munchkin.