Carolyn Holm

Dear Winston,
Someone bit my lamp.
Carolyn

Hey Mom,
That’s crazy!!!!!
Winston

Dear Winston,
That’s what I said. 
Carolyn

Hey Mom,
Who would bite a lamp???????
Winston

Dear Winston,
Who indeed? Actually, it was the lampshade, not the lamp itself.
Carolyn

Hey Mom,
Still crazy. I don’t think anyone would bite a lampshade.
Winston

Dear Winston,
Think again. There are teeth marks on my lampshade. Two punctures, perfectly spaced to match the front teeth of a cat.
Carolyn

Mom,
Must be Puffin’s!!!!!
Winston

Dear Winston,
He’d have had to get on the sofa arm and stretch up on his haunches to reach this lampshade. That’s a bit athletic for an old guy with arthritis, don’t you think?
Carolyn

Mom,
What are you getting at?
Winston

Winston,
What do you THINK I’m getting at? That you bit my lampshade.
Carolyn

Hey Mom,
I don’t think so. Not remembering this.
Winston

Dear Winston,
The lamp next to the sofa. The one with a set of teeth punctures on the rim. From your teeth.
Carolyn

Hey Mom,
Maybe. Maybe it was one of those in the moment things. A one-time sort of thing. The lamp comes out of nowhere. And BOOM. It gets bit.
Winston

Dear Winston,
You had a moment. With a lampshade. What were you thinking? 
Carolyn

Hey Mom,
A lampshade has a nice crunch to it.
Winston

Winston,
Just once I would love to get inside your head and see life as you see it.
Love, Carolyn

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