Letter to Erin 20150404

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hello tender heart!  Hi Dreamer Girl!  Aw Erin, I love you so much.  There's so much insanity going on right now, I feel the way to counter this madness is madness of a different kind.  There is a method to this madness, and it will have to be applied until we are married inshaAllah, so please bear with me.  Please trust me on this.  You are my girl, Erin.  I love you, and I need you.

Do you remember that I told you Bob Cat's nemesis is a Bat Cat clone?  Well I took a closer look at him and he doesn't look much like Bat Cat.  He's a black and white cat all right, but he doesn't have a mask and socks like Batty Watty.  He's just a spotted cat.  The other day, there was much snarling going on at your house inshaAllah, so I picked up a stick and went to check it out.  Bobby Wobby and his rival were facing off, and mama cat Floofy was watching.  So I went to help him, and chased the other cat off.  Then Bobby turned to me and growled, "Don't interfere!" then followed his enemy.  What would you do if your kid were a fighter by nature?  Would you incarcerate him, or back him up?  Apparently the subject of contention is your house, so my place is to back him up.  At first I let him be, so he tracked down the other cat and went to scrapping at the far side of the house.  The other cat gave Bobby a solid punch in the eye, and now it's swollen and I had to ice it down.  So I guess the next time that cat comes in range of my stick, I'm going to have to give him a whack.  There's a probability that he belongs to the neighbor, so I can't hurt him too much.  More to come.