The Bird
by carolynholm
Cher Madame,
The evening visits with the magical bird are much appreciated.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Ah, the feather wand. I like to wear Winston out before bedtime.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
This bird game is for the Winston?
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Oh, it’s for you too. Definitely for you.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Sometimes when Monsieur plays the bird with us, he laughs very very loudly. C’est vraiment rude to laugh so loudly because a pauvre petit cat has fallen off the sofa. During a highly skilled leap at the magical bird.
Regards, M. le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Monsieur thinks falling off the sofa is hilarious. It’s a guy thing.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
I maintain mon dignity. Even when a leap does not land in the way it was planned. But il faut dire, the bird she is not very intelligent.
Regards, M. le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Not intelligent? In what way?
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
She flies around and around and lands right in front of me. Mais, je suis predator. She should know how dangerous it is to land right before a predator.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
You know it’s not a real bird, right?
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
I knew that.
Regards, M. le Poufin
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