For Midnight

Just a little insight into how big of a heart Calvin has (and that he's still a very imaginative child). This was in response to the email I sent him from Midnight.

Dear Midnight,

Sorry, bud. Sorry I can't be there to feed you more regularly. I hope that when I get back you'll still remember me, and even be live when I get back, because if you aren't I'll be SUPER sad. I see all sorts of cats here, and am making many new cat friends, but I think about you every time I see a cat. Unfortunately, many humans here leave cats just out to die, or just don't care much about them. I feel really bad when I see or hear about it. Humans, go fig. Sometimes I wish I was half cat. A were-cat. That would be awesome. All the pride of the world condensed into one being. Hahaha. Anyways, I mourn your lot in life, I miss you and hope you think of me often.

Your friend ( I know better than to say your master) 

Calvin