There's a blog, the URL of which escapes me, that purports to be written by a cat. Sure, that's kind of silly, but when you read it, it's almost charming. Uses simple, broken language, very much how I imagine Molly thinks - to the extent she can be said to think at all. Who knows what's in a cat's mind.

At any rate, this was the Valentine's day excerpt. I know it's sappy, deliberately not well-written, but.. I don't know. I thought it was touching, and reads like poetry.

Sort of makes me sad.

Enjoy.

it is now Valentines day and for some reason that means hearts
if you dno t have a valentine I will be yours
it is a service I offer to everybody because sometimes you don't have one and it it sad
that is what I'm told

I figure cats canbe valentines as well as people but without the smooching
sorry I don't do that
but if I am in a good mood you can scritch my ears
and call me valentine