My pets don’t have a lot of money or material things. They have themselves, and that is about it. But what they have, they give freely and without reservation.
Emmett gave me 10 kisses, a fishy burp in the face, and a bunch of fur on my new pants.
Calypso (she’s the grey one) gave me a dulcet love song at 3 in the morning (it went RAAAORWWW OOOORRRAOWR) plus a hairball she personally created, hacked up on my pillow while I was in the shower.
Apollo (the black cat) is my Don Juan. He wooed me with a chirruping sonnet whilst kneading me tenderly, to soften me up. Then he latched onto the back of my hand and attempted marital relations with my forearm.
I can only hope to repay one tenth of the love and joy these little guys bring me. Happy Valentine’s Day to all the pet lovers out there!