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In retrospect, the best feeling I had with Hook was just knowing that when I turned around, he'd be there. When I came in the door, he was there. When I woke up in the morning, he was there. When I looked back down the stairs, there he was looking up at me.
The loyalty and the deep bond that comes from having been together so long and the outright love... was boggling.
Being able to look down the stairs and know he's looking up at me before he climbs: that is my happiest memory of him.
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