Almost Every Time

Dear Grammie,

Almost every time I think Kaboodle and I can work it out something is said or happens that slaps me in the face.

It breaks my heart.

Tonight I said that I wished Kaboodle wouldn't yell at Peanut (or any of the other animals for that matter) and she snips at me, "Well you spoil the p*ss out of her!" What, may I ask, has that got to do with her always yelling at the animals? Yes, I spoil Peanut, and I spoil the other animals too. I don't yell at them because I spoil them. I don't understand the relationship between the two statements.

Frankly, I'm tired of the yelling, I'm tired of the disagreements (I seem to be wrong all the time) and I'm tired of the profanity and casual vulgarity. Language is poetry.

It makes me sad and distresses me. I'll have to write more later because I'm too upset to think clearly.

I miss you, Grammie.

Love you always,
Kit