Neglect
by carolynholm
Cher Madame,
You went to Paris again WITHOUT MOI. C’est un outrage.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Calm down, sweetie. It was just a stopover. We never even left the Paris airport. We were on our way to Bonn.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
C’est un outrage regardless. Just a stopover? And yet before she left Madame was brushing up on her French. I found this book.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
No I wasn’t brushing up on my French, I was just looking up a word. How did you even know about this book? Is this how you learned the little French you know?
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Toujours les insults. Madame has no respect for this petit cat’s French heritage.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
We’ve been through this before, sweetie. You are not from France. When you were a tiny kitten, just a baby, you were rescued in Los Angeles. Picked up from the gritty gutters of South LA. Literally from the gutter. But I admire your delusional tenacity.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
I dismiss les comments of Madame. And meanwhile, while Madame and Monsieur galivanted around Europe, at home, ici, we were sadly neglected.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
You were not. Cathie came twice a day to take care of the three of you. She fed you, gave you treats and played with you. She is wonderful.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
But that woman starved us. The food suddenly it stopped. It ran out. C’était un catastrophe.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
And I am truly sorry about that. It was my mistake. I thought there was enough food for the duration of our trip. I felt terrible when Cathie texted me that there was not enough. It was sweet of her to bring some from home for you.
Love Carolyn
Cher Madame,
C’était le wrong food. Wrong wrong wrong.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Yes, she told me you wouldn’t eat it. I don’t know why. Mia was fine with it.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
What does la moron Mia know? This petit cat does not eat le strange food. C’était neglect.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
You are such a doofus.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Perhaps this neglect could be offset. Did Madame bring us some French tidbits? Fois gras, peut-être?
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
No sweetie, no fois gras. We got some chocolates for Cathie, but that was about it. We were traveling light.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Toujours le neglect.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
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I love the indignity of poor little Puffin! Such a proud petit chat, despite limitations of vocabulary. 🙂
It sounds like Cathie was wonderful.
Ah, mais oui, Puffin, je suis aussi une chatte Francaises…I think I had better say chat….
BUT, I too, know neglect. THEY go off on jaunts for even TWO days at a time and leave me to suffer in silence. And they think that nip toys (hand made, I must say, by maman, with great attention to growing her own nip) will tranquilize me into acceptance. HAH. I, too, am a Tuxie. Come visit as we have much in common. Cordialment, Loulou