Carolyn Holm

Dear Puffin,
What was that crashing sound?
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
C’etait the rude surprise.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
I’m guessing it was Winston creating the surprise.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
Oui, the Winston unceremoniously jumped this petit and elegant cat.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
I would imagine it would be hard to jump someone ceremoniously.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
Toujours le sarcasm. Madame cannot resist.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
I’m afraid you’re right, I can’t resist. I’m sorry. So, what was this jumping event?
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
The Winston jumped this petit cat during the exit from the litter box.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Oh dear. Well, that is an unceremonious ambush. I hope I’m not going to find a big mess in there.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
There is no mess, Madame, but it was très annoying. Why does that slinky Siamese find so much pleasure in annoyance?
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Maybe if you weren’t such a grouch sometimes, Winston wouldn’t be so motivated to give you a hard time. You set yourself up for it.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
How can you call this elegant cat a grouch? Madame is reduced to the name-calling.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Ok, explain to me why Winston sleeps in the living room at night? He used to sleep on the bed, but gosh, someone must have told him to Bug Off. I wonder who would do that? Oh, PUFFIN WOULD.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
Toujours le sarcasm. Yet again.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
When you wake up, look around, and see him on the bed, you reach out and whack him. Then you give him The Look. And he jumps off.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
That may be. But then all too often the Winston comes sneaking back to cuddle up with Madame’s neck.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
He’s a real sweetie. 
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
This petit cat is your sweetie!
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Is THAT what this is about? You can both be my sweeties. Let’s try to keep the bed a whack-free zone. I know you two can get along. You get along at least half the time.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
He is still the annoyance. 
Regards, M. Le Poufin

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