Carolyn Holm

Dear Elsa,
I was surprised to find a string bean in my bed this morning.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
??? surprised?
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
I don’t usually find vegetables in my bed.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
Why are you surprised? It’s from your garden!
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
I know. I picked the beans yesterday. How did you get one?
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
I found it on the kitchen floor!!!
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
I must have dropped it. Well, honey, it’s yours now.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
Yay! My bean! 
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
I don’t want to find it in my bed again, though.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
How about under the bed? 
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
I have to say the bean is a quieter toy than those balls with bells in them. So sure, go ahead and play with it under the bed.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
Charlie took a stalk of parsley from the kitchen counter.
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
What am I going to do with you two! You are not allowed on the counter!
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
We don’t understand why.
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
Because I know where your feet have been. And the counter is where I prepare food.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
Our feet have been all kinds of places!!!!!
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
No kidding! Including your litter boxes. So just humor me.
Love, Carolyn

Mom,
Humans have a lot of rules for cats. 
Elsa

Dear Elsa,
They apply to me too, honey. You don’t see my feet on the counter. 
Love, Carolyn

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