Who Will Be My Valentine

Who could not love this sweet old face? It is only occasionally that I realize how old my sweet boy is. I take a picture and then it hits me. All the white hair and the opaque eyes. Not to mention all the naps. He is still a fine specimen, my handsome old boy.

 

 Oscar does enjoy his nap. He enjoys the companionship of Wall-E, my sensitive guy. What Wall-E may lack in looks is made up for in his intense loyalty. He is the protector of our world. He sounds the alarm when our space is invaded.

 

 Best buddies, my two boys.

 

 Toni Louise has reached her tween stage. No longer a puppy, but not really a grown up dog yet. Loves affection and gets a little miffed when she is denied access to my undivided attention. She is punishing me by refusing to look at me.

 Martha, the boy cat enjoys napping all day, then inciting a riot in the wee hours of the morning. The diet would appear to be in vain. He has learned to hunt and is supplementing his meager portion of cat chow. He is a very handsome specimen, too. Just overlook the fat belly.

 

Still being punished, I guess. I can't choose, so it looks like I have four Valentines ........

He Who is my real Valentine presented me with a heart shaped cake, piled high with whipped icing and chocolate covered strawberries. He won my heart.