Carrying off the trophy

I received a letter from my parents in Wyoming earlier this week, apparently written shortly after their visit with me down here in Texas. At first I was pretty ecstatic. Imagine my chagrin when I read "Daytona, c/o Karen Hooper" on the envelope. Enclosed was a pamphlet to Pioneer Village in Nebraska, a milkcap ring, and a letter which read like this:

Dear Daytona, When we were emptying our dirty laundry bag we found this plastic object that belongs to you. We thought you might miss it so we're sending it back to you. Enjoy! Since you are capable of locking yourself in the bathroom while Karen is gone - you might suggest to her that she block the door open with a heavy object (bricks, e.g.) or she could tie something to the door handle and also connect that tie to the closet door handle in the bathroom to keep the door from shutting. Please give the enclosed brochure on Pioneer Village to Karen. It gives a lay-out and very brief summary of what's at the place. There's not much for cats there but humans enjoy the place. Karen's Mom and Dad

I showed the letter to Daytona, but she just took the milkcap ring and ran off.

Copyright © Karen Hooper
September 1, 2000