Day with Cynthia

[ndrosen]

Cynthia picked me up this afternoon, and drove me to her house in the country, where I have been renewing my acquaintance with her cats, of which she has fourteen; I also cooked dinner, while Cynthia prepared a salad with honey-mustard dressing. Her cats hold important household positions, with one black cat as Chief Operating Officer. At one point, while we were cuddling, he showed up to look at us, as if to ask, “What are you crazy kids up to?”

I have also approached him, saying that I am old-fashioned about seeking a father’s blessing to court his daughter, and since Cynthia’s own father is no longer on this Earth, I hoped that he, the black cat and COO, would permit me to woo the youngish lady over whom he exercises in loco parentis authority. He has yet to give me a definitive answer.

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[ndrosen]

My lady, I will try to be worthy of your exaggerated opinion of my merits and abilities.