Will you be my Valentine?

Wasn’t a good V-day for me. Started a new job I hate a week ago. It’s a horrible feeling to go into work with fear and dread.

Anyway, I came home tonight and my Lancelot, as always, waiting at the door as he hears the key turning the locks. Of course, he’s hungry but even after he is giving his dinner, he purrs and wants my undivided attention. That’s when I realize. I have a Valentine every day in the form of this lovable and at times crazy cat. He drives me insane with his meowing in the wee hours of the morning for his breakfast; how he is obsessed with the closet; the fact he will meow telling me to get out of bed and be productive because he doesn’t like for me to sleep in. Despite all his quirks, his love and attention are unwavering. No matter how down I feel he is there to pick me up.

Will you be my Valentine, Lancelot? You’re certainly mine.