The Precious
by carolynholm
Cher Madame,
Monsieur keeps calling my Precious a banana.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
He’s being literal, sweetie. Don’t pay any attention to that. We all know it’s your Precious.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
The impudent youngster keeps stealing my Precious.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
Of course he does. You’re not the only one who loves catnip, sweetie. But every evening I give your Precious to you and it’s up to you to hang on to it.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
When I am finished with the licking of Precious, it is time for Madame to put it away for safe keeping.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
And to dry out. You leave it soaking wet.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
It is necessary for Madame to remove the Precious immediately so the Winston can’t have it. Winston has his own. The old one from Cathie.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
It wouldn’t hurt to let Winston have some time with yours.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Mais non, he does not just take some time. He goes crazy.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
Dear Puffin,
He does indeed. You each have a totally different style. You are the dignified gentleman, lost in contemplation as you lick your big doobie. Winston is an insane teenager on meth, rolling around with it, kicking his heels. You should try his approach one of these days.
Love, Carolyn
Cher Madame,
Toujours le sarcasm.
Regards, M. Le Poufin
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