((((((( Fuzzybear! )))))))
I have ONE flesh-and-blood friend out of all the acquaintances I had for three-quarters of my life who still keeps in regular contact with me. If he were to go silent, I'd suspect serious illness or death.
So, I have to ask, is this now-silent friend of yours OK?
Even as I cannot reach into my own mind and exorcise depression, neither I nor my words are able to get into the depths of your psyche and uproot the sense of worthlessness planted so long ago.
Nevertheless, no amount of silence from any quarter can diminish you, dear Fuzzybear.
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My dog

mastered the "fetch" command. He would communicate he wanted something, and I would fetch it.