Dear Candy......

I heard the human pack last night discussing vacation time.  Apparently it was decided that I would be spending mine with you instead of her.

I realize in the past that we had our differences, mainly because you found my advances offensive in some way, but I'm sure we can work something out that is agreeable to us both.  Even though I'm black buff , intact and the hottest dude you'll ever get a chance at, I will attempt to control my libido while in your home.  Well, maybe.  I'll try.  I do know, after all, how to be a good guest.  For example, when I stayed with White Mocha and Pepper, I made a point of picking up Peppers dog feces from the yard and bringing it to their patio door so she could properly dispose of it.  True, they were eating dinner at the time so the timing was unfortunate, but my intentions were good.

I'm not sure where this Toronto place is, but by the sounds of it they've come to their senses and are at least staying out of the country.  I'm not sure why I can't go with them, but the thought of a long car ride makes me queasy and one with human children even more so.  The blasted creatures take up all the room on the seats and expect me to sit on the floor.  So it appears your den is the lesser of two evils.

You are looking forward to seeing me soon I'm sure.

Yours truly,

Hunter