So all y’all recall the conversation I was having with my friend about Christmas letters, yes? Well, I did receive hers in the mail right before the holidays hit. As expected, it included a picture of her with her new husband. Very cute. The letter itself was a page and a half, single-spaced, pretty small type. I.e., kinda long.
When I finished the letter I had an epiphany. As you may have heard before, there really are only two kinds of people in the world. No, not the haves and the have nots. Not the glass-half-empties and the glass-half-fulls. Nope. The two kinds of people in the world are those who enjoy reading holiday letters written from the perspective of the pet housecat and those who don’t enjoy reading holiday letters written from the perspective of the pet housecat.
I won’t spoil the suspense and let you know where I come down on the issue. For a while I considered scanning the letter and posting it here for everyone to enjoy, but it occurred to me that the letter’s feline author has no legal standing, and I didn’t want to be responsible for exploiting a defenseless animal.