Upstairs Downstairs

by carolynholm

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Cher Madame,

La moronic dog, she is vraiment out of control.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

Okay, what is it this time?

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Moi, I put my petit face in le doorway of le kitchen, to see if Madame realizes that la clock she says c’est dinnertime, et cette dog, cette animal deranged, cette mongrel pathetique, she chases moi up the stairs.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

It looks like you survived this little bit of excitement.

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Je suis un cat of much dignity.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

Too much dignity to be chased by a dog?

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Mais oui!!! C’est gratifying that Madame comprehends. Cette dog has no respect.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

But you chase her all the time! I don’t blame her for turning on you now and then.

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Je suis français, et Madame is aware that we are a people who savor la cuisine, le fine beverage, la good life. Not scrambling avec un dirty hell hound. A hound, il faut dire, who was a pathetic rescue animal without knowledge of her parentage.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

You are not French. You were picked up out of a Los Angeles gutter. So who knows who your people were. But we love you anyway.

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Mais j’etait picked up by a student, from le prestigious USC, not un ordinary rescue group.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

So you admit you are from Los Angeles, not France?

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

God knows how this malheureux petit kitten got to Los Angeles.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

Here’s what it comes down to, Puff honey – you are in no position to denigrate rescue groups. Or to be snooty to Poppy. Who is, by the way, a very glamorous looking animal.

Love, Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Un glamorous hussy. Who is vraiment rude, avec all this chasing.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

But you chase her all the time! You lie in wait in the upstairs hall so you can ambush her! Yesterday you made her scream when you took a swipe at her as you ran at her. Upstairs she is terrified of you. She only takes a stand downstairs in the kitchen. She thinks it’s hers to defend.

Carolyn

 

Cher Madame,

Comment? Le kitchen c’est hers? Pah. I make la dog tremble et hide dans le kitchen. Upstairs, c’est mon domain. Je suis le master of mon domain.

Regards,

M. Le Poufin

 

Dear Puffin,

Ok, you’re basically nuts. Someday, I hope, we will finally broker a peace between you two, so we no longer have this upstairs downstairs craziness.

Love, Carolyn

 

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