Meriwether St. Bernard is Unimpressed

Why, I NEVER! I have no idea what put my nephew, Fluffington, in such a foul mood today, but I must say, I certainly was not going to remain there to be spoken to like that!

I stopped by Fluffington’s for a quick visit to see how his plans for his big party were coming along. I was worried he had taken on a bit much. After all, he doesn’t have the same flair for entertaining that I have always had. Why, my parties have always been the talk of Kinzville. But then what does one expect from someone with my class and good taste? A focal point of MY parties has always been a display of my extensive tea cup collection. I just know that the citizens of Kinzville love the opportunity to admire my collection as much as I love showing them off.

But I digress. When I arrived at Fluffington’s home, he seemed to be stumbling around the front yard, mumbling to himself. Personally, I found the decorations quite striking, but when I complimented him on them – why, he flew off the handle! He said that it wasn’t what he wanted at all and that Helwin and Ailey – or something like that – had got it all wrong.

It was clear that the pressure of having to live up to my incomparable soirees was taking its toll on Fluffington and I told him as much. I suggested that perhaps he might like to leave the entertaining to me (I mean, I am clearly so much better suited to it) and that I would be more than happy to host the Christmas party.

Well! There was I, trying to be generous and giving (as I always am, dear readers) and what sort of reaction do I get? All I can say is that Fluffington would be lucky to throw a party one-tenth as fabulous as one of my get-togethers, and if he can’t see that I was only trying to help – well then, he is on his own!