Symbolism
by carolynholm
Madame,
I don’t understand Valentines Day. Q’est que c’est, all these hearts?
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Hearts are a symbol of love. That’s what Valentines is all about.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Mais je suis certain that hearts they reside à l’intérieur de tous nos bodies.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
They do. But they’re still symbols of love.
Love, Carolyn
Madame,
Regardez donc Madame – vraiment en réalité, les hearts, c’est hunks of meat.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
That’s a bit gross.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
May I remind Madame, le meat, c’est la cuisine. Ce n’est pas gross. But regarding les hearts, I have seen le vrais chose, le Real Thing.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
I don’t think you’ve ever seen a real heart, Puff. You eat only kibble.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Again Madame is misinformed. When Poppy stole that squirrel dropped by the Red-Tailed Hawk, its insides were hanging out, and its heart didn’t look anything like these pieces of paper.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Ok, ok. That was extremely gross. I don’t even want to think about that incident.
Love, Carolyn
Madame,
Mia and I regarded le excitement through le window. It was only half a squirrel, but still vraiment exciting. Poppy was thrilled.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
The hawk was even more thrilled when I took that mangled body from Poppy and set it back out for him to reclaim.
Love, Carolyn
Madame,
I must point out, je vous en prie, that the squirrel heart did not look like a symbol of anything. Except peut-être breakfast.
Regards,
M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Symbols are like that. They can be slippery.
Love, Carolyn
