Thank you for not liking cottage cheese so I can eat it with a spoon right out of the container while sitting on the couch in your robe in the middlest of the night when I can't sleep while you and the dog are snoring away in the deep slumber you fell into 3.2 minutes after you crawled into bed.
Oh, and I'm totally blushing about the flowers you brought me after work today but I think Pantaloup got confused and thinks they're for her 'cause she keeps jumping on the table and nom-noming on them until I squirt her with the water but then she waits 'til I'm not looking and does it again. I think she needs more fiber in her diet or something. Maybe you can share your generic fiber pills with her. Cats get old, too, you know.