[ May 20th, 2003 at 4:58 pm ]

Molly ran up to me and sniffed my face. I, quite against my wishes, was forced to sniff her face, too. She smelled strongly of Iams. Taking a closer look, I noticed she had crumbs of cat food all over her face. Whiskers, nose and cheeks all had tidbits stuck on them. I hope she bathes herself soon, for it would be a shame to waste that source of nutrition.