Friday, February 18, 2011

The things my Dad does...


Chocolates? Yep. Framed portrait? Of course. The letter I was not expecting but I have to say, the blue paw print signature is the icing on the cake. 

Here is the letter from Ramone, my cat. 
"YO Hannah,
Happy Valentine Baby.

I thought this enclosed picture, showing you trying to squeeze the life out of me, best illustrates our relationship. I still can't believe you didn't take me with you Your parents are okay, but those other two 'pain in my ass' cats are always trying to steal the primo bedding down spots. I want you to know the mess your dad cleaned up in your room wasn't me. it had to be the ole lady cat who can't tell the difference between a rug and a cat box.

I sent your dad to the chocolate joint and had him pick up a big box to share with your czechies. This only being if they are cat people. If they are too doggie, stiff them and go tell them to jump off the Charles Bridge.

What's with your blog talking about cute, adorable, well-behaved dogs everywhere? Those words only belong to cats. Well at least the first two descriptions. 
Love ya Hannah"

People wonder where I get my sense of humor. This pretty much explains it.

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