an email from my cat, meaning my mother:
Dear Molly,
I am sorry you have such a long long bus ride. I will be happy to see you again because I really missed you Sun. There were so many BIG BANGS and I got really freakin’ scared and ran and hid myself in the people’s closet. Your mom got me out and gave me lots of luv and told me I’d be safe in the shop with The Brat, but you know how that goes. Barf breath.
This a.m. when your dad opened the shop door, I made my escape and skipped breakfast, looking for a nice safe bush. This afternoon they found me and got me inside on a food pretext. I got a treat (I think they are putting drugs in it) but I am still scared so your mom gave me some catnip in my lounge, so now I am just chillin’.
I’d ask you to rescue me but you know how I hate to ride the bus. See you Wed. Can I haz cheezeburger?
Luvluvluvpurrpurrpurr,
Smokey
a.k.a. Moey
