Musical Chairs
by carolynholm
Dear Mommy,
Dad sat on me.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
Somehow I don’t think that really happened.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Yes it did. He sat on me at dinner.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
He didn’t sit on you. He was trying to edge you off of his chair so he could sit down.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
It was rude. I was there first.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
It was his chair, sweetie. You have your own chair.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Still, it was rude to push me like that.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
We were sitting down for dinner and he was carrying a platter, so he couldn’t shoo you off with his hands. You should have been sitting in your own chair.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Puffin should have his own chair too.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
That’s nice of you to think of him, but there is just room for three chairs. And I’m not sure he is all that interested. He’s not as sociable as you are.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Well, I thought we could switch chairs just this once.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
We aren’t switching chairs.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Humans are surprisingly inflexible.
Love, Mia
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We of course are of the belief that all chairs belong to us!
Purrs,
The Chans