Carolyn Holm

Cher Madame,
The Winston has no respect for this Senior Cat.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
What has he done now?
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
He has no comprehension of the critical role that this Senior Cat has in the household. The Responsibilities. The precision and care of the Daily Schedule. To alert Madame of the Meal Times. The Game Times. The other Meal Times. To keep the household in line with the Clock. To keep the Order.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Is this about what Winston wrote to me last week? Describing your daily Plan? I have to say, I thought it was hilarious. 
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
That weasel made this dignified household administrator sound unimportant. And Madame thinks it is hilarious?
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
I’m sorry, I actually agree with you sweetie, he was over simplifying when he described your daily plan as Demand Breakfast. Eat. Nap. Eat. Nap. Eat. Nap. Demand Dinner. Eat. Nap. Announce Game Time. Play game. Eat. Nap. Eat. Nap. Eat. Nap. Then wake us for Breakfast.  It was simplifying, but it was funny.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
C’est impertinent. This Senior Cat does much much more.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Fair enough. He left out how how competently you keep us all on track. I love that you alert me when it is time for the Evening Games. If you didn’t, I’d probably get lost in what I’m reading and totally miss it. And Winston makes no mention at all of your athletic prowess playing the Game, as you slay your prey over and over again.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
Some day the Winston will be a Senior Cat, and he will realize the weight on his shoulders, the weight of the role of Senior Cat in the household.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Let’s not lay it on too thick, sweetie. But here, I’ve re-written your Plan for you. I think you’ll like this better than what he wrote:  Eat breakfast. Suggest to Madame the benefit of a petit post-breakfast treat. Nap in the dining room window. Eat a bit more. Nap again. Observe the finches in the feeder. Move to a new nap location for the afternoon. Finish the last of the breakfast. Nap some more. Observe the chickadees outside the bedroom window. Politely lobby for dinner. Eat a bit of dinner. Nap in Poppy’s bed. Alert everyone that it’s almost Evening Game Time. Slay the Game Prey over and over. Eat a bit more dinner. Curl up on Madame’s lap while she reads. Alternate sleeping and snacking all night long. Wake Monsieur for breakfast. Start all over again. How’s that for a better description of your Daily Plan?
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
You did not include that I remind Madame to make the bed every morning.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Oh please, you don’t remind me. You just demand that it be made up right away so you can curl up on the cover. And it doesn’t help that you sit in the middle of the bed, totally in my way, making it difficult. I should have included Interfere with the making of the bed in your Plan.
Love, Carolyn

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

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