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Since Dad went away, the house has been very lively. Mum often has friends around for dinner, and then I can't see the TV very much. In fact, I have to go to bed early.

Or am I allowed to?

When we have guests, Mum laughs all the time and that makes me really happy.

Sometimes I think they're funny too, but maybe only one of them. Michael. But now he doesn't come any more either.

I think she really liked Michael.

Just like she liked Dad, and that's how I came along. But she still says I'm more important than any of them and that she loves me lots and lots - all the way from the Earth to the Moon and back again.

Right now, I'm a teensy bit bothered about being byslexic, without really knowing what it means.

After about a week, Mum asked me to bring Zorro to live at our house, forever.

I was really happy!!!

At last, we were a family of three again.

However, she also told me that I had to take full responsibility. For Zorro, and for me.

So after that, I tried really hard. I showed him the whole house, and explained really carefully where to go and where not to go. Afterwards, we sat down together on the sofa to watch the television.

Zorro fell asleep on the cushion, and when I went to put him back in his hutch, he got really scared and jumped really high.

He went so far!

The next morning he didn't look very well, and he was cold and hard as a stone. I put him in Mum's bed to warm him up.

She said: "don't worry, he's still growing".