Dear Pear,

We have made the acquaintance of a tabor playing hare, Pearl, and he has made our days much more organized by tapping a beat for our every activity.  He's the metronome when Fanny practices her recital pieces.  He's the rhythm section when Louise beats a rug.  He's the percussionist when Linguini is running through his tango steps.  All in all a delightful addition to our household.  And he asks for so little - a rumpled blanket under the stairs and whatever salad scraps Louise isn't going to use in her stock pot.  Please write soon and let us know what news you've heard in the village.

I Remain As Always, Your Devoted Miss Blue