One day last spring, when Cosmo was still fairly spherical, he was lying on the bed and I started thinking about what it would be like if the Kosmos were like our Cosmo. I didn't get very far, but I'll probably never finish this, so I offer it as a tribute to our sorely missed friend:
Cosmo is big and round. Cosmo is a prefect sphere. The sphere is a perfect shape. The sphere is all points a certain distance from one point and so it is perfect. The points are on the surface of the sphere, so you can see them whenever you want.
Cosmo never answers any questions. Cosmo doesn't like to answer questions. Cosmo doesn't need to answer any questions because the answers are all on the surface. They are all on the outside where they can be seen so there is no need to answer any questions.
Someone wanted to spell it with a k and a z. She said otherwise it would be too heavy. Cosmo is a little heavy but that’s no reason why not to spell his name correctly.
Cosmo is very watchful, but he includes all things in himself. You just have to calculate the distance from the center and you realize that it’s all there.
Cosmo’s unity delights us. Cosmo cannot be divided, even in perception, without sorrow.
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You be needing a cat? Take two! Juhu's handsome and mad, and unpopular with some of our neighbors. Patch is sweet but a big talker. I think they'd like Berkeley.
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