Dear Max:
We're very proud of you for losing those extra three pounds, thank you for staying out of your sister's food because she needs it far more than you do. However, this does not make you any less clumsy than you were before. Please refrain from leaping onto the headboard as you still don't seem to be able stick the landing all that well and I don't need to be surprised by having twelve pounds of confused tuxedo kitty falling on me in the middle of the night....again.
Dear Scuzzy:
You're an old lady, and very frail. I understand why you like to bury yourself under piles of blankets. However, I need you to understand that when I check on you, it's not to interrupt your sleep--it's to make sure I don't accidently crush you. Oh, and to make sure you're still with us after that scare you gave me.