I’ve always considered myself a dog person. I like cats, but somewhat indifferent. Valentine has decided that I’m her person. She follows me around and is almost frantic to get into my lap sometimes. It’s easier on my ego if I think of her as a stealthy murder machine rather than a fluffy lap cat.

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