Letters for Phoebe

Hi Phoebe,
I have not had the great pleasure of meeting you, but I do believe I know your good friend, Gracie. She wears a shiny black coat with a white nose and mittens, does she not? Yes?
I knew it.
She doesn’t visit very long or very often. Just enough time to sip a cup of catnip tea. Now I don’t speak Siamese and my Russian Blue is a bit rusty, but we bat around conversion. In short, I’ve heard all about the difficult month you’ve been having.
By my tail, you are so fortunate to have so many felines (and their human pets) who care about you. I don’t think I’ve ever met a more popular Princess in any land.
We’re all rooting for you, sweetheart. In cat media terms, you’re pretty much all over the evening mews.
P.S
What do you call a pile of kittens?
A meowwntain!
What do you call a cat that gets what it wants?
Purrrsuasive!

All the best,
Tom K. Att