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Samuel Redcat
January 28th 17, 07:33 PM
Mine hoomin getted a email from someone called a “headhunter”, askin if
him would be innerested is working in Las Vegas. Mine Paw has been
finkin dat him is really really tired of livin in Illinois, and dat
livin close to hims brofur and hims furkid (our hoomin-brofur Sean)
would be kinda nice, so him is finking about applying fur da job.

HOWEVER: us kitties know dat fings are seldom as dey seem, especially
to hoomins. So us kitties is packing our bags an preparing for a trip
to Las Vegas. Francesca keeps insisting dat we need to fly dere, to
McCattran Airport, in order to get a purroper perspective, and so dat
we can have a vehicle useable for aerial surveilance. I fink she just
wants a chance to fly Harri’s big catacopter.

So all 3 of usses, and mebbe even Starr da Dogg, is heading to Las
Vegas to do some snooping - err, investigating - to make sure dat fings
are safe fur ourown hoomins. We will keep all of you in RPCC posted as
our investigations progress. An of course if any of you want to join
us, efurryone is welcome!

Sammy

Sundance and/or Rebecca
January 28th 17, 07:56 PM
As Deputy Chief Inspector, it iz myown dooty to accum... akkup... to go wif yoo. I will be shur to inspektagate awl da resturantz, catsinoz, an whuebber else I fingkz nessysary. I also unnerstanz dat, not far away, dere iz a hyooj lidder bokz dat da hoominz callz a "dezert": dat mite also need sum inspektagatin.

Rebecca sez she will also kum -- she kud uze a liddle brake after herown resint diffycult vizzit to da TED. Purrhapz myown bootiful wink Toonya will also kum, an we kud make a liddle annipurrsary trip owt of it. I iz 'shamed to say dat myown sekkaterry, hoo is spozed to rememfur such fingz, duz not rememfur ezackly how long Toonya an me haz bin winked, but I knowz dat owrown annipurrsary iz on Valleytimez Day, an a trip to Vegas seemz like a good place to sellybrate.

Sundance

Samuel Redcat
January 28th 17, 10:47 PM
On 2017-01-28 18:56:28 +0000, Sundance and/or Rebecca said:

> As Deputy Chief Inspector, it iz myown dooty to accum... akkup... to go
> wif yoo. I will be shur to inspektagate awl da resturantz, catsinoz, an
> whuebber else I fingkz nessysary. I also unnerstanz dat, not far away,
> dere iz a hyooj lidder bokz dat da hoominz callz a "dezert": dat mite
> also need sum inspektagatin.
>
> Rebecca sez she will also kum -- she kud uze a liddle brake after
> herown resint diffycult vizzit to da TED. Purrhapz myown bootiful wink
> Toonya will also kum, an we kud make a liddle annipurrsary trip owt of
> it. I iz 'shamed to say dat myown sekkaterry, hoo is spozed to rememfur
> such fingz, duz not rememfur ezackly how long Toonya an me haz bin
> winked, but I knowz dat owrown annipurrsary iz on Valleytimez Day, an a
> trip to Vegas seemz like a good place to sellybrate.
>
> Sundance

Sundance, I fink you might be interested in looking at
https://groups.google.com/forum/#!searchin/rec.pets.cats.community/sundance$20and$20pit2nya$27s%7Csort:relevance/rec.pets.cats.community/9M0Bon3MRqQ/CLUoCQ8JvEIJ
(yur winking was Feb 14, 2009). Tell your seketarry to not feel bad.
Mine Paw duzn't rememfur ANY winking dates other than his own.

[Out in the Chicago suburbs, a small residential airport a visited by a
set of furry folks. Sam, Ranger and Francesca cautiously approach a
small hanger and slip through the door. As soon as they are inside
Starr comes galloping towsrds them and slams loudly through the door.
All three kitties turn and hiss "QUIET!" at Starr. Francesca opens the
doors to a transport catacopter and waves everybody in. The kitties
board, but Starr stands on the floor wagging uncertainly. Ranger calls
to her and she reluctantly climbs aboard.

Francesca fires up the engines on the copter and presses a button on a
remote control, and the hangar door rolls open. The copter taxis out to
the taxiway and starts heading towards the end of the runway. A few
weekend pilots are out working on their private planes, and they all do
a double take as they see a copter with a little tiny at the controls
skim past them. When they reach the end of the runway, Francesca meows
into the aviation radio "Bolingbrook traffic, catacopter HC01 is
departing runway 18". All the humans listening to their av radios hear
is meowing, but Francesca feels that she has done her duty.

The copter climbs rapidly and heads toward the southwest. Once they're
out over farmland Francesca activates the teleporter and flies into the
shimmering gateway. A moment later they pop out into the afternoon sky
in southern Nevada. Francesca takes the copter on a circuit around the
Las Vegas area, allowing everyone to get a feel for the overall layout.
After a couple circuits, Francesca pilots Harri's catacopter towards
McCattran airport. She calls in for landing clearance, and sets them
down in front of an isolated small hangar. As she shuts down the
engines, the hangar doors open and a crew of kitties come hustling out
to move the copter inside. The kitties all climb out eagerly, but Starr
walks uncertainly and woozily from the chopper.

A grey Maine Coon cat approaches.

"Hey, everybody, welcome to Las Vegas! I'm Stevie and I'm the manager
here. I recognize your catacopter. You must be Harri Roadcat's family,
right? Any friend of Harri's is a friend of mine! What can I do for
y'all?"

Francesca: "Well, Mr Stevie, yes, we are Harri's family. I never met
her - I didn't get dopted until after her went to da bridge. Our Paw is
finking of applying for a job here, an we all camed out to check fings
out and be sure it's safe fur our hoomins. "

Stevie: "That sounds like a excellent idea! I can provide you with
surface transportation and other support. You just let me know what you
all need."

Pit2nya[_2_]
February 1st 17, 06:14 AM
I tried tu say alotte! But meowmee is yuzink a tablit! So,yesss!! I wud luff tu joyne y9uz!

Pit2nya[_2_]
February 1st 17, 06:17 AM
It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!!

Pit2nya[_2_]
February 1st 17, 06:19 AM
It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!!

Pit2nya[_2_]
February 1st 17, 06:19 AM
It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!!

Samuel Redcat
February 3rd 17, 03:45 PM
[Stevie, the FBO manager, digs through a messenger bag he has draped
over his shoulder]

Here you all are, airport photo ID badges. These ought to get you
anywhere you need to go in the airport. The hoomins and their security
measure are so cute! They're no match for kitty ingenuity. And I have a
kitty-sized luggage tug available for you, so you can around with no
problems. And I know for a fact that there are kitty cabs out front of
the airport - a couple of my cousins drive them! Sammy, do have the
number for my catellite phone, so don't hesistate to call if you need
anything.

Sammy thanks Steveie, and all the kitties pile on to the tug and the
luggage cart it's pulling. Sammy hops behind the wheel and revs the
engine. He pops the clutch and the kitties take off rapidly towards the
main terminal, leaving a cloud of tire smoke behind them.

They quickly drive into the baggage area under the terminal and park
the tug, then they all make their way throught he security doors into
the terminal building.]

Sammy: Our hoomin isnt' here yet, but it wouldn't hurt to look around.
I fink we need to make shoor there are no dangers befur Paw gets here.
How about we break up into teams of two or three, and each team takes a
different airline to check out?

Francesca: Yeah! We'z all gotz radios so we can check in regularly. An
if we seez anyfing suspicious we can call the airport security cats.

Ranger: An if we see any bad guys we can bite dem an scratch dem and
hiss an scream at dem.

Francesca: Or we can call the airport security cats.

[While everybody plans out which team will take which airline, Ranger
quietly disappears. A couple minutes later he returns driving an
airlport courtesy shuttle, towing two more courtesy shuttles behind.]

Ranger: Or if we seez bad guys we can run dem over! Den scratch an bite
dem! Den call da airport security cats.

Pit2nya[_2_]
February 15th 17, 02:49 AM
On Tuesday, January 31, 2017 at 9:19:22 PM UTC-8, Pit2nya wrote:
> It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
> I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!!

Pit2nya kumz running in....
Where iz mine Sunnydance????
Itz owr annePursity, ans I hadda dayte wiff him...
P2nya AKA Sweetee

cshenk
February 20th 17, 08:00 PM
Pit2nya wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> On Tuesday, January 31, 2017 at 9:19:22 PM UTC-8, Pit2nya wrote:
> > It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
> > I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!!
>
> Pit2nya kumz running in....
> Where iz mine Sunnydance????
> Itz owr annePursity, ans I hadda dayte wiff him...
> P2nya AKA Sweetee

Cash starts sniffing about, along with his supersniffer buddy Iowna..


--

Samuel Redcat
February 23rd 17, 05:21 PM
Well, mine Paw has postponed him's trip to Las Vegas indefinitely. So
we haf nofing left to survail. Or to infesticate. So I guess we'z can
go home.

Francesca: Party

Sammy: I will see about getting da catacopter refuled and stocked wif
food fur da return trip/

Francesca: PARTY!

Ranger: PARTY! PARTY!

[The assembled cats all join in the chorus of "Party! Party!"]

Ummm, or we could haf a party, I guess.

[Stevie, the FBO manager cat, hears the ruckus and approaches]

Stevie: DId I hear correctly that y'all want a party? Just so happens
that there's a big shindig tonight at the Purragio tonight, honoring
some European kitty lady. I'm sure I could get y'all tickets. How would
that sound?

Francesca: As the official party kitten, I say "Fank you!" Dat would be
wunnderful.

Stevie: Well, the party starts in just a little bit and runs all night,
so I'll get some limos ordered up.

Sundance and/or Rebecca
February 23rd 17, 06:31 PM
I wunner if dat kud be da Countess...

Rebecca

Sundance and/or Rebecca
February 23rd 17, 06:32 PM
....da European kitty lady, I meenz.

Rebecca

Sammy Redcat
February 28th 17, 06:13 PM
On 2017-02-23 17:31:03 +0000, Sundance and/or Rebecca said:

> I wunner if dat kud be da Countess...
>
> Rebecca

Hmmm, I wunner too!

Stevie: You kitties lucked out! My cousin Fluffball and his buddy Spot
(Spot has weird humans) are both on duty tonight. And they both have
great limos! Here they are now...

[Two long, shiny white limos pull up beside the kitties. Fluffball and
Spot hop out and hold the limo doors open. They're both wearing classic
livery driver hats and formal vests.]

Fluffball: Good afternoon, kitties! I understnd that you're headed to a
party at the Purragio. From what I hear dat's quite a party! Everykitty
hop in and make yourselves comfy. Both limos are equipped with full
bars, with all the nip champagne you might want, and wif grilled
shrimpies and tuna kabobs.

[Everykitty piles in to the two cars, and they're soon crusing through
Las Vegas traffic. The windows of he limos are tinted quite darkly,
except for the windshield and drive's windows. Most of the humans
walking along the strip are too involved in the sights and sounds to
notice the vehicles passing by, but a few pedestrians do a double-take
when they see a big car drive past with a kitty at the wheel. At the
intersection of Las Vegas Blvd and Tropicana Ave the police are out
directing traffic due to failed traffic lights. As the two limos pull
through the intersection the police officer working the intersection
stares mutely, shakes his head, then takes a deep drink of water before
going back to directing traffic.

The sun has gone down since the group left the airport, and the city is
coming to life around the kitties. Everybody takes positions by the
windows, looking at the bright lights. As they pass by the Treasure
Island Casino they are just in time for the pirate show. Both limos
pull over to where the kitties can see the sights, but wince the
windows are up they kitties don't get bombarded by the loud noises of
the cannon. They watch amazed as the battle raged, then the limos
pulled smoothly into traffic again. They soon turn off the Strip and
onto a parallel street, then they find themselves on the long, winding
drive leading up to the Purrlagio Hotel.

The Purrlagio, a lovely, modern, glittering hotel catering exclusively
to kitties and their friends, is set behind the larger human hotels,
but somehow the humans never seem to notice it. The limos pull up at
the main entrance, and uniformed bellman cats run to open the limousine
doors.]

Bellman: Greetings, and welcome to the Purrlagio! We strive to make
every kitty - err, and guest doggy - feel like royalty. Please feel
free to ask any of the uniformed staff if you need help finding
anything!

cshenk
March 3rd 17, 03:26 AM
Sammy Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> On 2017-02-23 17:31:03 +0000, Sundance and/or Rebecca said:
>
> > I wunner if dat kud be da Countess...
> >
> > Rebecca
>
> Hmmm, I wunner too!
>
> Stevie: You kitties lucked out! My cousin Fluffball and his buddy
> Spot (Spot has weird humans) are both on duty tonight. And they both
> have great limos! Here they are now...
>
> [Two long, shiny white limos pull up beside the kitties. Fluffball
> and Spot hop out and hold the limo doors open. They're both wearing
> classic livery driver hats and formal vests.]
>
> Fluffball: Good afternoon, kitties! I understnd that you're headed to
> a party at the Purragio. From what I hear dat's quite a party!
> Everykitty hop in and make yourselves comfy. Both limos are equipped
> with full bars, with all the nip champagne you might want, and wif
> grilled shrimpies and tuna kabobs.
>
> [Everykitty piles in to the two cars, and they're soon crusing
> through Las Vegas traffic. The windows of he limos are tinted quite
> darkly, except for the windshield and drive's windows. Most of the
> humans walking along the strip are too involved in the sights and
> sounds to notice the vehicles passing by, but a few pedestrians do a
> double-take when they see a big car drive past with a kitty at the
> wheel. At the intersection of Las Vegas Blvd and Tropicana Ave the
> police are out directing traffic due to failed traffic lights. As the
> two limos pull through the intersection the police officer working
> the intersection stares mutely, shakes his head, then takes a deep
> drink of water before going back to directing traffic.
>
> The sun has gone down since the group left the airport, and the city
> is coming to life around the kitties. Everybody takes positions by
> the windows, looking at the bright lights. As they pass by the
> Treasure Island Casino they are just in time for the pirate show.
> Both limos pull over to where the kitties can see the sights, but
> wince the windows are up they kitties don't get bombarded by the loud
> noises of the cannon. They watch amazed as the battle raged, then the
> limos pulled smoothly into traffic again. They soon turn off the
> Strip and onto a parallel street, then they find themselves on the
> long, winding drive leading up to the Purrlagio Hotel.
>
> The Purrlagio, a lovely, modern, glittering hotel catering
> exclusively to kitties and their friends, is set behind the larger
> human hotels, but somehow the humans never seem to notice it. The
> limos pull up at the main entrance, and uniformed bellman cats run to
> open the limousine doors.]
>
> Bellman: Greetings, and welcome to the Purrlagio! We strive to make
> every kitty - err, and guest doggy - feel like royalty. Please feel
> free to ask any of the uniformed staff if you need help finding
> anything!

A calls comes in for another pickup. Fluffy and Spot head on over and
pickup more guests. As they arrive at the Purrilago, Spot jumps out to
assist the guests.

First out is a very dapper tan and white dog with a bowtie sprinkled
with diamonds and a matching tail ornament. He assists another dog
wearing nothing but beads that match her natural coat of white tan,
grey and black and a tiny spred of diamond earrings along her ears.
Last out is a lovely white elder kitty wearing earrings of tan and
black, and a diamond necklace.

--

cshenk
March 5th 17, 08:03 PM
cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> Sammy Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
>
> > On 2017-02-23 17:31:03 +0000, Sundance and/or Rebecca said:
> >
> > > I wunner if dat kud be da Countess...
> > >
> > > Rebecca
> >
> > Hmmm, I wunner too!
> >
> > Stevie: You kitties lucked out! My cousin Fluffball and his buddy
> > Spot (Spot has weird humans) are both on duty tonight. And they both
> > have great limos! Here they are now...
> >
> > [Two long, shiny white limos pull up beside the kitties. Fluffball
> > and Spot hop out and hold the limo doors open. They're both wearing
> > classic livery driver hats and formal vests.]
> >
> > Fluffball: Good afternoon, kitties! I understnd that you're headed
> > to a party at the Purragio. From what I hear dat's quite a party!
> > Everykitty hop in and make yourselves comfy. Both limos are equipped
> > with full bars, with all the nip champagne you might want, and wif
> > grilled shrimpies and tuna kabobs.
> >
> > [Everykitty piles in to the two cars, and they're soon crusing
> > through Las Vegas traffic. The windows of he limos are tinted quite
> > darkly, except for the windshield and drive's windows. Most of the
> > humans walking along the strip are too involved in the sights and
> > sounds to notice the vehicles passing by, but a few pedestrians do a
> > double-take when they see a big car drive past with a kitty at the
> > wheel. At the intersection of Las Vegas Blvd and Tropicana Ave the
> > police are out directing traffic due to failed traffic lights. As
> > the two limos pull through the intersection the police officer
> > working the intersection stares mutely, shakes his head, then takes
> > a deep drink of water before going back to directing traffic.
> >
> > The sun has gone down since the group left the airport, and the city
> > is coming to life around the kitties. Everybody takes positions by
> > the windows, looking at the bright lights. As they pass by the
> > Treasure Island Casino they are just in time for the pirate show.
> > Both limos pull over to where the kitties can see the sights, but
> > wince the windows are up they kitties don't get bombarded by the
> > loud noises of the cannon. They watch amazed as the battle raged,
> > then the limos pulled smoothly into traffic again. They soon turn
> > off the Strip and onto a parallel street, then they find themselves
> > on the long, winding drive leading up to the Purrlagio Hotel.
> >
> > The Purrlagio, a lovely, modern, glittering hotel catering
> > exclusively to kitties and their friends, is set behind the larger
> > human hotels, but somehow the humans never seem to notice it. The
> > limos pull up at the main entrance, and uniformed bellman cats run
> > to open the limousine doors.]
> >
> > Bellman: Greetings, and welcome to the Purrlagio! We strive to make
> > every kitty - err, and guest doggy - feel like royalty. Please feel
> > free to ask any of the uniformed staff if you need help finding
> > anything!
>
> A calls comes in for another pickup. Fluffy and Spot head on over and
> pickup more guests. As they arrive at the Purrilago, Spot jumps out to
> assist the guests.
>
> First out is a very dapper tan and white dog with a bowtie sprinkled
> with diamonds and a matching tail ornament. He assists another dog
> wearing nothing but beads that match her natural coat of white tan,
> grey and black and a tiny spred of diamond earrings along her ears.
> Last out is a lovely white elder kitty wearing earrings of tan and
> black, and a diamond necklace.

Cash thanks Spot and Fluffy then slides them 2 ducky treats each plus a
pre-loaded card for the Boutique worth 2 tuna each. He hopes he has
the exchange rate right and has not over tipped (no biggie) or *gasp*
undertipped!

Since they both grin and nom a ducky treat as they help unload the
bags, he assumes he got it right.

Spot and Fluffy flank the known elderly Iowna and guide her up the
steps while another bellkitty takes the bags and uses the ramp.

Cash and Daisy-chan follow up and stop at the top of the steps to view
the lovely hotel. They are glad they upscaled what they brought to
wear as it's a very fancy feast sort of place!

Cash notes a pedicure place and heads over while Iowna sniffs massage
oils and purring kittahs and heads that way. Daisy-chan grins and
checks them all in as Cash arranges nail trimming and a natural looking
pink polish and Iowna arranges a fully body massage and a toenail trim
with silver spangled nail polish applied over a bed of natural looking
pink.

When Daisy-chan looks back (having noted the exchange rate for ducky
treats is *quite good*) she sees Cash surrounded by 2 nail artists per
paw and all she can see of Iowna is she seems snuggled on her back with
2 hot towels bracing her and all 4 paws in the air. The rest of her is
hidden by giggling kittahs who are vigourously massaging every inch of
her not covered by grins.

Daisy-chan sniffs something delicious and finds Sammy at the bar who is
waiting for a mousical to come out of the blender. It's a little early
in the day so she asks for a simpler hot tea made of mouse broth and a
minimal but fun nip addition.

'Hey Sammy, get a load of Iowna with all 4 paws in the air! Bless the
Countess for a fun time and she might come out later!'



--

Samuel Redcat
March 6th 17, 02:40 PM
>>
> Cash thanks Spot and Fluffy then slides them 2 ducky treats each plus a
> pre-loaded card for the Boutique worth 2 tuna each. He hopes he has
> the exchange rate right and has not over tipped (no biggie) or *gasp*
> undertipped!
>
> Since they both grin and nom a ducky treat as they help unload the
> bags, he assumes he got it right.
>
> Spot and Fluffy flank the known elderly Iowna and guide her up the
> steps while another bellkitty takes the bags and uses the ramp.
>
> Cash and Daisy-chan follow up and stop at the top of the steps to view
> the lovely hotel. They are glad they upscaled what they brought to
> wear as it's a very fancy feast sort of place!
>
> Cash notes a pedicure place and heads over while Iowna sniffs massage
> oils and purring kittahs and heads that way. Daisy-chan grins and
> checks them all in as Cash arranges nail trimming and a natural looking
> pink polish and Iowna arranges a fully body massage and a toenail trim
> with silver spangled nail polish applied over a bed of natural looking
> pink.
>
> When Daisy-chan looks back (having noted the exchange rate for ducky
> treats is *quite good*) she sees Cash surrounded by 2 nail artists per
> paw and all she can see of Iowna is she seems snuggled on her back with
> 2 hot towels bracing her and all 4 paws in the air. The rest of her is
> hidden by giggling kittahs who are vigourously massaging every inch of
> her not covered by grins.
>
> Daisy-chan sniffs something delicious and finds Sammy at the bar who is
> waiting for a mousical to come out of the blender. It's a little early
> in the day so she asks for a simpler hot tea made of mouse broth and a
> minimal but fun nip addition.
>
> 'Hey Sammy, get a load of Iowna with all 4 paws in the air! Bless the
> Countess for a fun time and she might come out later!'
>
>

I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.

Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in about a hour,
an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere is gonna be great!

Sammy

cshenk
March 8th 17, 01:08 AM
Samuel Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> > >
> > Cash thanks Spot and Fluffy then slides them 2 ducky treats each
> > plus a pre-loaded card for the Boutique worth 2 tuna each. He
> > hopes he has the exchange rate right and has not over tipped (no
> > biggie) or gasp undertipped!
> >
> > Since they both grin and nom a ducky treat as they help unload the
> > bags, he assumes he got it right.
> >
> > Spot and Fluffy flank the known elderly Iowna and guide her up the
> > steps while another bellkitty takes the bags and uses the ramp.
> >
> > Cash and Daisy-chan follow up and stop at the top of the steps to
> > view the lovely hotel. They are glad they upscaled what they
> > brought to wear as it's a very fancy feast sort of place!
> >
> > Cash notes a pedicure place and heads over while Iowna sniffs
> > massage oils and purring kittahs and heads that way. Daisy-chan
> > grins and checks them all in as Cash arranges nail trimming and a
> > natural looking pink polish and Iowna arranges a fully body massage
> > and a toenail trim with silver spangled nail polish applied over a
> > bed of natural looking pink.
> >
> > When Daisy-chan looks back (having noted the exchange rate for ducky
> > treats is *quite good*) she sees Cash surrounded by 2 nail artists
> > per paw and all she can see of Iowna is she seems snuggled on her
> > back with 2 hot towels bracing her and all 4 paws in the air. The
> > rest of her is hidden by giggling kittahs who are vigourously
> > massaging every inch of her not covered by grins.
> >
> > Daisy-chan sniffs something delicious and finds Sammy at the bar
> > who is waiting for a mousical to come out of the blender. It's a
> > little early in the day so she asks for a simpler hot tea made of
> > mouse broth and a minimal but fun nip addition.
> >
> > 'Hey Sammy, get a load of Iowna with all 4 paws in the air! Bless
> > the Countess for a fun time and she might come out later!'
> >
> >
>
> I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.
>
> Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in about a
> hour, an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere is gonna be great!
>
> Sammy

Ohh! Wez in fur it! Are we dressed ok? WE went kind of furry upscale
yet tried to hit the middle. I mean, you don't go to the home of a
Countess in flip flops! (Daisy-chan looks at Cash and snicker/whispers
to Sammy, 'he really likes his hot pink flip flops').

Meantime, Iowna flopps over on her belly with her legs hanging down.
She's still almost invisible because of all the massage kittahs but you
can see a big grin as they work on her back and hips.

Cash meantime steps carefully (nail polish almost dry) up to the bar.

'Hi Sammy!' says Cash as the waiter comes over. Cash orders a beef
broth chilled consomme with a thimble of red wine and 1/2 a pinch of
nip (he's gotten used to it over the years and rather likes it).

--

Sammy Redcat
March 8th 17, 02:29 PM
>>
>> I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.
>>
>> Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in about a
>> hour, an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere is gonna be great!
>>
>> Sammy
>
> Ohh! Wez in fur it! Are we dressed ok? WE went kind of furry upscale
> yet tried to hit the middle. I mean, you don't go to the home of a
> Countess in flip flops! (Daisy-chan looks at Cash and snicker/whispers
> to Sammy, 'he really likes his hot pink flip flops').
>
> Meantime, Iowna flopps over on her belly with her legs hanging down.
> She's still almost invisible because of all the massage kittahs but you
> can see a big grin as they work on her back and hips.
>
> Cash meantime steps carefully (nail polish almost dry) up to the bar.
>
> 'Hi Sammy!' says Cash as the waiter comes over. Cash orders a beef
> broth chilled consomme with a thimble of red wine and 1/2 a pinch of
> nip (he's gotten used to it over the years and rather likes it).

Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!

I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure dat
dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur from our
last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle dey isn't
super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help Cash feel
comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.

cshenk
March 9th 17, 02:17 AM
Sammy Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> > >
> > > I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.
> > >
> > > Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in about a
> > > hour, an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere is gonna be
> > > great!
> > >
> > > Sammy
> >
> > Ohh! Wez in fur it! Are we dressed ok? WE went kind of furry
> > upscale yet tried to hit the middle. I mean, you don't go to the
> > home of a Countess in flip flops! (Daisy-chan looks at Cash and
> > snicker/whispers to Sammy, 'he really likes his hot pink flip
> > flops').
> >
> > Meantime, Iowna flopps over on her belly with her legs hanging down.
> > She's still almost invisible because of all the massage kittahs but
> > you can see a big grin as they work on her back and hips.
> >
> > Cash meantime steps carefully (nail polish almost dry) up to the
> > bar.
> >
> > 'Hi Sammy!' says Cash as the waiter comes over. Cash orders a beef
> > broth chilled consomme with a thimble of red wine and 1/2 a pinch of
> > nip (he's gotten used to it over the years and rather likes it).
>
> Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
>
> I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure
> dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur from
> our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle dey isn't
> super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help Cash feel
> comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.

Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in camo for
her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow sisifer-cat would like
some XS sets in orange or blue but will be happy with green as it
matches her eyes.

A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws. She's
even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.

--

Samuel Redcat
March 17th 17, 01:26 PM
>>>
>>
>> Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
>>
>> I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure
>> dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur from
>> our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle dey isn't
>> super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help Cash feel
>> comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.
>
> Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
> kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in camo for
> her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow sisifer-cat would like
> some XS sets in orange or blue but will be happy with green as it
> matches her eyes.
>
> A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws. She's
> even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.

[Sammy takes his leave and heads for the elevators to return to his
room. He returns a few minutes later in his party outfit - a loud
Hawaiian shirt with neon green flip flops. He returns to the bar and
looks around. He sees Ranger sitting with Squeex and figures they'll be
along when they're ready. He spots Francesca chatting with Iowna, and
Daisy-chan at the bar. He looks to see whether his wink, Lilith, is
around, but doesn't see her.]

Miz Daisy-chan, I am headed for the ballroom to see what's going on. I
wonder if I might escort you to the party?

cshenk
March 18th 17, 01:04 AM
Samuel Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> > > >
> > >
> > > Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
> > >
> > > I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure
> > > dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur
> > > from our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle
> > > dey isn't
> >>super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help Cash feel
> > > comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.
> >
> > Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
> > kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in camo
> > for her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow sisifer-cat
> > would like some XS sets in orange or blue but will be happy with
> > green as it matches her eyes.
> >
> > A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws. She's
> > even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.
>
> [Sammy takes his leave and heads for the elevators to return to his
> room. He returns a few minutes later in his party outfit - a loud
> Hawaiian shirt with neon green flip flops. He returns to the bar and
> looks around. He sees Ranger sitting with Squeex and figures they'll
> be along when they're ready. He spots Francesca chatting with Iowna,
> and Daisy-chan at the bar. He looks to see whether his wink, Lilith,
> is around, but doesn't see her.]
>
> Miz Daisy-chan, I am headed for the ballroom to see what's going on.
> I wonder if I might escort you to the party?

Samuel Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> > > >
> > >
> > > Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
> > >
> > > I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure
> > > dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur
> > > from our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle
> > > dey isn't
> >>super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help Cash feel
> > > comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.
> >
> > Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
> > kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in camo
> > for her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow sisifer-cat
> > would like some XS sets in orange or blue but will be happy with
> > green as it matches her eyes.
> >
> > A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws. She's
> > even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.
>
> [Sammy takes his leave and heads for the elevators to return to his
> room. He returns a few minutes later in his party outfit - a loud
> Hawaiian shirt with neon green flip flops. He returns to the bar and
> looks around. He sees Ranger sitting with Squeex and figures they'll
> be along when they're ready. He spots Francesca chatting with Iowna,
> and Daisy-chan at the bar. He looks to see whether his wink, Lilith,
> is around, but doesn't see her.]
>
> Miz Daisy-chan, I am headed for the ballroom to see what's going on.
> I wonder if I might escort you to the party?

Iowna Grins at Franchesca and they both hop down and follow their
dapper escort. Daisy-chan moves over and chats with Ranger and Squeex
while waiting for Cash's nails to dry.

--


--

Pit2nya[_2_]
April 2nd 17, 04:44 PM
On Wednesday, March 8, 2017 at 5:17:10 PM UTC-8, cshenk wrote:
> Sammy Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
>
> > > >
> > > > I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.
> > > >
> > > > Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in about a
> > > > hour, an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere is gonna be
> > > > great!
> > > >
> > > > Sammy
> > >
> > > Ohh! Wez in fur it! Are we dressed ok? WE went kind of furry
> > > upscale yet tried to hit the middle. I mean, you don't go to the
> > > home of a Countess in flip flops! (Daisy-chan looks at Cash and
> > > snicker/whispers to Sammy, 'he really likes his hot pink flip
> > > flops').
> > >
> > > Meantime, Iowna flopps over on her belly with her legs hanging down.
> > > She's still almost invisible because of all the massage kittahs but
> > > you can see a big grin as they work on her back and hips.
> > >
> > > Cash meantime steps carefully (nail polish almost dry) up to the
> > > bar.
> > >
> > > 'Hi Sammy!' says Cash as the waiter comes over. Cash orders a beef
> > > broth chilled consomme with a thimble of red wine and 1/2 a pinch of
> > > nip (he's gotten used to it over the years and rather likes it).
> >
> > Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
> >
> > I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure
> > dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur from
> > our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle dey isn't
> > super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help Cash feel
> > comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.
>
> Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
> kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in camo for
> her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow sisifer-cat would like
> some XS sets in orange or blue but will be happy with green as it
> matches her eyes.
>
> A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws. She's
> even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.
>
> --

Pit2nya kumz in an sez:I wud lub a catsauge,,,an pettykyurz tuu.
Purrleez du mine pawnaylez in silburr, tu go wiff da pleetid skoit I'm gonna weer tu da Pawdee tunite!

I yam lookin furrward tu da pawdy [email protected]

Sundance and/or Rebecca
April 4th 17, 11:01 PM
Hihi, SIL. I will joyn yurownself. I wunner if dey haz klaw extenshunz: Meowmie cutted myown klawz short an dey iznt az sharp az dey kud be.

Rebecca

cshenk
April 6th 17, 05:44 PM
Pit2nya wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> On Wednesday, March 8, 2017 at 5:17:10 PM UTC-8, cshenk wrote:
> > Sammy Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
> >
> > > > >
> > > > > I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.
> > > > >
> > > > > Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in
> > > > > about a hour, an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere is
> > > > > gonna be great!
> > > > >
> > > > > Sammy
> > > >
> > > > Ohh! Wez in fur it! Are we dressed ok? WE went kind of furry
> > > > upscale yet tried to hit the middle. I mean, you don't go to the
> > > > home of a Countess in flip flops! (Daisy-chan looks at Cash and
> > > > snicker/whispers to Sammy, 'he really likes his hot pink flip
> > > > flops').
> > > >
> > > > Meantime, Iowna flopps over on her belly with her legs hanging
> > > > down. She's still almost invisible because of all the massage
> > > > kittahs but you can see a big grin as they work on her back and
> > > > hips.
> > > >
> > > > Cash meantime steps carefully (nail polish almost dry) up to the
> > > > bar.
> > > >
> > > > 'Hi Sammy!' says Cash as the waiter comes over. Cash orders a
> > > > beef broth chilled consomme with a thimble of red wine and 1/2
> > > > a pinch of nip (he's gotten used to it over the years and
> > > > rather likes it).
> > >
> > > Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
> > >
> > > I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z sure
> > > dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I rememfur
> > > from our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in da castle
> > > dey isn't super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan> And to help
> > > Cash feel comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon green flip flops.
> >
> > Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
> > kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in camo
> > for her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow sisifer-cat
> > would like some XS sets in orange or blue but will be happy with
> > green as it matches her eyes.
> >
> > A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws. She's
> > even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.
> >
> > --
>
> Pit2nya kumz in an sez:I wud lub a catsauge,,,an pettykyurz tuu.
> Purrleez du mine pawnaylez in silburr, tu go wiff da pleetid skoit
> I'm gonna weer tu da Pawdee tunite!
>
> I yam lookin furrward tu da pawdy [email protected]

Cash gives Pit2nya a wave and shows off his manly pawdicure! 'Iowna is
over there, if you can find her under the massuse Kittahs!' Cash says
as a giggle erupts from the massage table.

A paw in white, tan, and grey waves from the top of the pile, and at
the bottom, a tail of same colors wags a welcome.

'Silver eh?' says Iowna as Pit2nya joins her at the next table. 'I'm
going a simple black sari in pleated cotton. Mai nails should be
ebony, close as they can match to mai my nose. Did dey get it close?"
asks Iowna


--

cshenk
April 18th 17, 10:56 PM
cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> Pit2nya wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
>
> > On Wednesday, March 8, 2017 at 5:17:10 PM UTC-8, cshenk wrote:
> > > Sammy Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
> > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > > I'z hoping so! I hafen't seen her for ages.
> > > > > >
> > > > > > Da concierge tells me dat dere's a big party upstairs in
> > > > > > about a hour, an we's all invited. I hear dat da food dere
> > > > > > is gonna be great!
> > > > > >
> > > > > > Sammy
> > > > >
> > > > > Ohh! Wez in fur it! Are we dressed ok? WE went kind of furry
> > > > > upscale yet tried to hit the middle. I mean, you don't go to
> > > > > the home of a Countess in flip flops! (Daisy-chan looks at
> > > > > Cash and snicker/whispers to Sammy, 'he really likes his hot
> > > > > pink flip flops').
> > > > >
> > > > > Meantime, Iowna flopps over on her belly with her legs hanging
> > > > > down. She's still almost invisible because of all the massage
> > > > > kittahs but you can see a big grin as they work on her back
> > > > > and hips.
> > > > >
> > > > > Cash meantime steps carefully (nail polish almost dry) up to
> > > > > the bar.
> > > > >
> > > > > 'Hi Sammy!' says Cash as the waiter comes over. Cash orders a
> > > > > beef broth chilled consomme with a thimble of red wine and 1/2
> > > > > a pinch of nip (he's gotten used to it over the years and
> > > > > rather likes it).
> > > >
> > > > Hey dere, Cash! Da nails are looking good!
> > > >
> > > > I woudln't worry, Miz Daisy-chan. Since dis is Las Vegas, I'z
> > > > sure dat dey is used to a wide range of dress styles. And I
> > > > rememfur from our last bisit to da Countess' castle dat even in
> > > > da castle dey isn't super-formal. <whispering to Daisy-chan>
> > > > And to help Cash feel comforbable, mebbe I'll wear my neon
> > > > green flip flops.
> > >
> > > Iowna, who has excellent hearing flops over and asks her massage
> > > kittahs if they can find 4 XXL hot pink flip flops, and 4 S in
> > > camo for her. She thinks a bit and adds, that her fellow
> > > sisifer-cat would like some XS sets in orange or blue but will be
> > > happy with green as it matches her eyes.
> > >
> > > A giggling kittah runs off to snag some after eying the paws.
> > > She's even inobtrusively taken a gander at Sammy's feets.
> > >
> > > --
> >
> > Pit2nya kumz in an sez:I wud lub a catsauge,,,an pettykyurz tuu.
> > Purrleez du mine pawnaylez in silburr, tu go wiff da pleetid skoit
> > I'm gonna weer tu da Pawdee tunite!
> >
> > I yam lookin furrward tu da pawdy [email protected]
>
> Cash gives Pit2nya a wave and shows off his manly pawdicure! 'Iowna
> is over there, if you can find her under the massuse Kittahs!' Cash
> says as a giggle erupts from the massage table.
>
> A paw in white, tan, and grey waves from the top of the pile, and at
> the bottom, a tail of same colors wags a welcome.
>
> 'Silver eh?' says Iowna as Pit2nya joins her at the next table. 'I'm
> going a simple black sari in pleated cotton. Mai nails should be
> ebony, close as they can match to mai my nose. Did dey get it close?"
> asks Iowna
>

Iowna finishes and joins the others at the bar which frees a massage
table for another to use. She has been reassured her nose color was
matched to purrfection on her nails.

A little kittah from the staff comes back. She has a basket of various
flipp flopps. For the toe part, they have natural nail cut downs so a
cat's nails can reach down and use them to climb still, and she has
some clippers to widen those for the doggies after she makes sure he
has the right sizes.

Laughing, Cash almost jumps into his hot pink set. They fit *perfectly*
except the nail slits are a little thin, so the lady sets to carefully
measure then widen them for his claws. Once she's done, he delightly
walks around sounding almost like he has tap shoes on! He practices
and yes! If he lifts a few toes, he can turn this to targeted music!

Iowna gets her's trimmed and finds out from the others that her Camo
set also light up faintly when she steps! She listens to Cash tap
dance, then starts a little light show in time with his taps. Others
start clapping in time enjoying the fun being had!

Daisy-chan distracted watching them gets a nudge as the others stop for
a moment and in the basket are several more her size. She sees the
*purrect* set. They are almost exactly the same shade of emerald as
her eyes!

After that, she meets with Sammy and shows him a set of lime green
ones, along the sides are miniature musical notes scrolling along the
sides in bronze, black, red. If you can read music, they seem to show
the opening bits of 'We are the World..'



--

Samuel Redcat
April 21st 17, 01:20 PM
>
> Iowna finishes and joins the others at the bar which frees a massage
> table for another to use. She has been reassured her nose color was
> matched to purrfection on her nails.
>
> A little kittah from the staff comes back. She has a basket of various
> flipp flopps. For the toe part, they have natural nail cut downs so a
> cat's nails can reach down and use them to climb still, and she has
> some clippers to widen those for the doggies after she makes sure he
> has the right sizes.
>
> Laughing, Cash almost jumps into his hot pink set. They fit *perfectly*
> except the nail slits are a little thin, so the lady sets to carefully
> measure then widen them for his claws. Once she's done, he delightly
> walks around sounding almost like he has tap shoes on! He practices
> and yes! If he lifts a few toes, he can turn this to targeted music!
>
> Iowna gets her's trimmed and finds out from the others that her Camo
> set also light up faintly when she steps! She listens to Cash tap
> dance, then starts a little light show in time with his taps. Others
> start clapping in time enjoying the fun being had!
>
> Daisy-chan distracted watching them gets a nudge as the others stop for
> a moment and in the basket are several more her size. She sees the
> *purrect* set. They are almost exactly the same shade of emerald as
> her eyes!
>
> After that, she meets with Sammy and shows him a set of lime green
> ones, along the sides are miniature musical notes scrolling along the
> sides in bronze, black, red. If you can read music, they seem to show
> the opening bits of 'We are the World..'

Oooh, I LIKE doze! Mine hoomins sez I must haf some Siamese in my
heritage, cuz I sings so beautifully when I stroll up and down da hall
at night. So da musinc notes is purrfect!

I see dat Ranger has some blue-grey flipflops to match himz furz, and
Francesca has a sparkly silver pair with some swirls of tortie colors.
Looking good, efurrybody!

I fink I saw some kitties I recognize heading towards da elevators.
Shall we head up dat way?

Sammy

cshenk
April 21st 17, 10:09 PM
Samuel Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> >
> > Iowna finishes and joins the others at the bar which frees a massage
> > table for another to use. She has been reassured her nose color was
> > matched to purrfection on her nails.
> >
> > A little kittah from the staff comes back. She has a basket of
> > various flipp flopps. For the toe part, they have natural nail cut
> > downs so a cat's nails can reach down and use them to climb still,
> > and she has some clippers to widen those for the doggies after she
> > makes sure he has the right sizes.
> >
> > Laughing, Cash almost jumps into his hot pink set. They fit
> > perfectly except the nail slits are a little thin, so the lady sets
> > to carefully measure then widen them for his claws. Once she's
> > done, he delightly walks around sounding almost like he has tap
> > shoes on! He practices and yes! If he lifts a few toes, he can
> > turn this to targeted music!
> >
> > Iowna gets her's trimmed and finds out from the others that her Camo
> > set also light up faintly when she steps! She listens to Cash tap
> > dance, then starts a little light show in time with his taps.
> > Others start clapping in time enjoying the fun being had!
> >
> > Daisy-chan distracted watching them gets a nudge as the others stop
> > for a moment and in the basket are several more her size. She sees
> > the *purrect* set. They are almost exactly the same shade of
> > emerald as her eyes!
> >
> > After that, she meets with Sammy and shows him a set of lime green
> > ones, along the sides are miniature musical notes scrolling along
> > the sides in bronze, black, red. If you can read music, they seem
> > to show the opening bits of 'We are the World..'
>
> Oooh, I LIKE doze! Mine hoomins sez I must haf some Siamese in my
> heritage, cuz I sings so beautifully when I stroll up and down da
> hall at night. So da musinc notes is purrfect!
>
> I see dat Ranger has some blue-grey flipflops to match himz furz, and
> Francesca has a sparkly silver pair with some swirls of tortie
> colors. Looking good, efurrybody!
>
> I fink I saw some kitties I recognize heading towards da elevators.
> Shall we head up dat way?
>
> Sammy

Everyone finishes up their drinks, lapping quickly, then follow Sammy.
Cash being playful tries to make his toe tapping sound like 'We are the
world' as Iowna tries to make a matching light-show to the beat.

--

Samuel Redcat
May 5th 17, 01:59 PM
> Oooh, I LIKE doze! Mine hoomins sez I must haf some Siamese in my
> heritage, cuz I sings so beautifully when I stroll up and down da hall
> at night. So da musinc notes is purrfect!
>
> I see dat Ranger has some blue-grey flipflops to match himz furz, and
> Francesca has a sparkly silver pair with some swirls of tortie colors.
> Looking good, efurrybody!
>
> I fink I saw some kitties I recognize heading towards da elevators.
> Shall we head up dat way?
>
> Sammy

[Sammy sees Ranger and Francesca walking toward the elevator, so he
follows. The Purrlagio has human sized elevators converted to
multi-deck feline use, so it holds a lot of kitties! Since it's a fancy
place, they also have an elevator operator - an elderly orange tabby
wearing a nametag reading "Leo". The operator addresses Sammy as he
boards.]

Leo: Where to, sir?

Sammy: Well, we'z lookin fur da big pawty. I unnerstand it's upstairs
somewhere?

Leo: Ah yes, dat would be da pawty in da penthouse. Right away, sir.

Sammy: We hafn't heard a lot about dis. Who is throwing da pawty, an fur why?

Leo: I believe it's a party thrown by a group of Buropean kitties to
celebrate something local. But they have indeed invited all kitties to
attend. And here we are, the penthouse! Have a wonderful time, all.

[Sammy wanders off the elevator, followed by everykitty else. At the
door to the penthouse he finds a desk where guests are asked to sign in
and make name tags for themselves. At the far end of the penthouse, in
front of a huge window looking out over the Las Vegas Strip, is a stage
with a band off to one side. The band is playing dance music, and the
guests are dancing. Along the sides of the penthouse are long tables
filled with marvelous foods, drinks, and deserts. Sammy spots Big Mama,
the black panther, dancing with Jocko, the diving cat, near the center
of the dance floor. Off to the side, in a quiet corner, Sammy sees Pepe
and Gigi, the skunks from Catalina Island, enjoying their food and
trying to blend into the decor. Darius and Maria, uncle and aunt to the
late Mme. Anais, occupy a table near the band, chatting with Inspektur
Jacques Chat-Clouseau of the Gendarmerie Feline du France and Gaetano
Tartuffo, retired businesscat and suspected ex-crime boss.

As everybody signs in, a big, burly tuxedo cat takes the stage and
approaches the microphone.]

Good evening, efurrybody! Kitties, goggies, and other species, fangu
for joining us at this celebration. My name is Bruno, and I will be
your Master of Cermonies tonight. Before we do anyfing else, though, I
would like to tell you a story. It is a story about life and it's
hardships and triumphs.

We are here celebrating the success enjoyed by a community of cats
living in an isolate valley in eastern Europe. Our valley has been home
to proud, hardworking, industrious kitties for many generations. We
survived by farming, hunting, fishing, and some trade with neighboring
valleys. Close to a generation ago, things got difficult. The soil was
getting depleted from being farmed for too long, our tools were falling
apart from old age, our kittens were leaving the area when they got old
enough, and our population aged. Then the weather turned against us -
we suffered through a couple years of drought, then we had 5 straight
years of rain, wind, and flooding. The few remaining fields with good
soil got washed away, houses got destroyed, we had no food stored away
- we were in desperate straits. In desperation, we went to the castle
at the head of the valley. The castle has stood at the head of the
valley for as long as anyone can remember. Our histories don't mention
a time when the castle was ever not there.

The residents of the castle were almost as bad off as we were, but they
welcomed us all anyway. They gave us shelter, they shared their meager
supply of food, and they kept us warm. Then the mistress of the castle
vowed to help us. She left our beloved valley and traveled the world,
looking for solutions to our problems. She contacted rich kitties and
goggies in other countries and secured a few small gifts of money and
food, but nothing that would offer us long term benefit. But then our
benefactor, the Countess, decided to take advantage of the valley's
natural beauty. She approached movie makers in Hollywood and showed
them pictures of the valley. She found some folks looking for locations
in which to shoot movies, and she got a couple of them to agree to
shoot in our valley. These movies were huge successes, and our valley
was soon the site of many more movies. This brought money into our
valley, and led to the construction of hotels and guest houses and
restaurants, and we even opened our own movie production company last
year. And we are now getting so much business that we are sending
business out to the residents of the valleys adjacent to our own, and
helping kitties and others living miles and miles away.

The success we now enjoy is entirely thanks to the tireless efforts of
our own beloved Countess Persia Katzenplatz. The Katzenplatz Valley is
now more alive, more successful, more happy than ever before in it's
history. And we owe it all to the Countess. Let's hear it for the
Countess!

[The penthouse erupts in meows and barks of applause and thanks. A
young Siamese kitty assists an elderly Persian kitty up the steps and
to center stage. As they approach the microphone the applause slowly
stops.]

Countess: Thank you, all of you. I am embarassed by all this acclaim!
All I have ever done was try to get others to see the beauty of our
lovely valley. But thank you all for this. I am deeply touched. And
since we are all gathered here, I have some announcements to make.
First, all of my personal interest in the Katzenplatz movie production
company I have placed into a trust. This trust is owned by all
residents of the Katzenplatz valley, and it will be managed by Bruno.
Bruno, I trust you are willing to do so? And my young assistant here,
Missy - Missy, I have named you as manager of the Katzenplatz estates.
As of this evening, I am officially retiring. I am too old to keep as
busy as I have been. I am going tyo spend the rest of my years enjoying
the beauty of our valley, and celebrating life with my friends in the
worldwide Community.

I see that we have guests with us - kitties from the Community, many of
whom I have enjoyed adventures with. All of you, please join us! We
have much to celebrate, a lot of excellet food and drink, and Maestro
Hercule Lenoir isw leading the orchestra playing wonderful dance music.
Please, everybody, enjoy yourselves!

Sundance and/or Rebecca
May 5th 17, 10:18 PM
Hooray fur da Countess! Deer Countess, if yoo iznt going to travel any mor, I trust dat we kan vizzit yurownself heer in bootiful Katzenplatz Valley?

Rebecca

cshenk
May 6th 17, 08:05 PM
Samuel Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> > Oooh, I LIKE doze! Mine hoomins sez I must haf some Siamese in my
> > heritage, cuz I sings so beautifully when I stroll up and down da
> > hall at night. So da musinc notes is purrfect!
> >
> > I see dat Ranger has some blue-grey flipflops to match himz furz,
> > and Francesca has a sparkly silver pair with some swirls of tortie
> > colors. Looking good, efurrybody!
> >
> > I fink I saw some kitties I recognize heading towards da elevators.
> > Shall we head up dat way?
> >
> > Sammy
>
> [Sammy sees Ranger and Francesca walking toward the elevator, so he
> follows. The Purrlagio has human sized elevators converted to
> multi-deck feline use, so it holds a lot of kitties! Since it's a
> fancy place, they also have an elevator operator - an elderly orange
> tabby wearing a nametag reading "Leo". The operator addresses Sammy
> as he boards.]
>
> Leo: Where to, sir?
>
> Sammy: Well, we'z lookin fur da big pawty. I unnerstand it's upstairs
> somewhere?
>
> Leo: Ah yes, dat would be da pawty in da penthouse. Right away, sir.
>
> Sammy: We hafn't heard a lot about dis. Who is throwing da pawty, an
> fur why?
>
> Leo: I believe it's a party thrown by a group of Buropean kitties to
> celebrate something local. But they have indeed invited all kitties
> to attend. And here we are, the penthouse! Have a wonderful time, all.
>
> [Sammy wanders off the elevator, followed by everykitty else. At the
> door to the penthouse he finds a desk where guests are asked to sign
> in and make name tags for themselves. At the far end of the
> penthouse, in front of a huge window looking out over the Las Vegas
> Strip, is a stage with a band off to one side. The band is playing
> dance music, and the guests are dancing. Along the sides of the
> penthouse are long tables filled with marvelous foods, drinks, and
> deserts. Sammy spots Big Mama, the black panther, dancing with Jocko,
> the diving cat, near the center of the dance floor. Off to the side,
> in a quiet corner, Sammy sees Pepe and Gigi, the skunks from Catalina
> Island, enjoying their food and trying to blend into the decor.
> Darius and Maria, uncle and aunt to the late Mme. Anais, occupy a
> table near the band, chatting with Inspektur Jacques Chat-Clouseau of
> the Gendarmerie Feline du France and Gaetano Tartuffo, retired
> businesscat and suspected ex-crime boss.
>
> As everybody signs in, a big, burly tuxedo cat takes the stage and
> approaches the microphone.]
>
> Good evening, efurrybody! Kitties, goggies, and other species, fangu
> for joining us at this celebration. My name is Bruno, and I will be
> your Master of Cermonies tonight. Before we do anyfing else, though,
> I would like to tell you a story. It is a story about life and it's
> hardships and triumphs.
>
> We are here celebrating the success enjoyed by a community of cats
> living in an isolate valley in eastern Europe. Our valley has been
> home to proud, hardworking, industrious kitties for many generations.
> We survived by farming, hunting, fishing, and some trade with
> neighboring valleys. Close to a generation ago, things got difficult.
> The soil was getting depleted from being farmed for too long, our
> tools were falling apart from old age, our kittens were leaving the
> area when they got old enough, and our population aged. Then the
> weather turned against us - we suffered through a couple years of
> drought, then we had 5 straight years of rain, wind, and flooding.
> The few remaining fields with good soil got washed away, houses got
> destroyed, we had no food stored away - we were in desperate straits.
> In desperation, we went to the castle at the head of the valley. The
> castle has stood at the head of the valley for as long as anyone can
> remember. Our histories don't mention a time when the castle was ever
> not there.
>
> The residents of the castle were almost as bad off as we were, but
> they welcomed us all anyway. They gave us shelter, they shared their
> meager supply of food, and they kept us warm. Then the mistress of
> the castle vowed to help us. She left our beloved valley and traveled
> the world, looking for solutions to our problems. She contacted rich
> kitties and goggies in other countries and secured a few small gifts
> of money and food, but nothing that would offer us long term benefit.
> But then our benefactor, the Countess, decided to take advantage of
> the valley's natural beauty. She approached movie makers in Hollywood
> and showed them pictures of the valley. She found some folks looking
> for locations in which to shoot movies, and she got a couple of them
> to agree to shoot in our valley. These movies were huge successes,
> and our valley was soon the site of many more movies. This brought
> money into our valley, and led to the construction of hotels and
> guest houses and restaurants, and we even opened our own movie
> production company last year. And we are now getting so much business
> that we are sending business out to the residents of the valleys
> adjacent to our own, and helping kitties and others living miles and
> miles away.
>
> The success we now enjoy is entirely thanks to the tireless efforts
> of our own beloved Countess Persia Katzenplatz. The Katzenplatz
> Valley is now more alive, more successful, more happy than ever
> before in it's history. And we owe it all to the Countess. Let's hear
> it for the Countess!
>
> [The penthouse erupts in meows and barks of applause and thanks. A
> young Siamese kitty assists an elderly Persian kitty up the steps and
> to center stage. As they approach the microphone the applause slowly
> stops.]
>
> Countess: Thank you, all of you. I am embarassed by all this acclaim!
> All I have ever done was try to get others to see the beauty of our
> lovely valley. But thank you all for this. I am deeply touched. And
> since we are all gathered here, I have some announcements to make.
> First, all of my personal interest in the Katzenplatz movie
> production company I have placed into a trust. This trust is owned by
> all residents of the Katzenplatz valley, and it will be managed by
> Bruno. Bruno, I trust you are willing to do so? And my young
> assistant here, Missy - Missy, I have named you as manager of the
> Katzenplatz estates. As of this evening, I am officially retiring. I
> am too old to keep as busy as I have been. I am going tyo spend the
> rest of my years enjoying the beauty of our valley, and celebrating
> life with my friends in the worldwide Community.
>
> I see that we have guests with us - kitties from the Community, many
> of whom I have enjoyed adventures with. All of you, please join us!
> We have much to celebrate, a lot of excellet food and drink, and
> Maestro Hercule Lenoir isw leading the orchestra playing wonderful
> dance music. Please, everybody, enjoy yourselves!

Iowna, Daisy-chan and Cash have followed the others and bow to the
Countess (Iowna is a little off an bows to Bruno but no one minds).
Then lovely music seems to come from every corner of the room! They
move out to the floor and start their own version of the 'pouncing
dance'. They arent the best at it, but like the others, they are having
fun!

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Community Kitties[_3_]
May 8th 17, 02:22 PM
On 2017-05-05 21:18:30 +0000, Sundance and/or Rebecca said:

> Hooray fur da Countess! Deer Countess, if yoo iznt going to travel any
> mor, I trust dat we kan vizzit yurownself heer in bootiful Katzenplatz
> Valley?
>
> Rebecca

But of course, mine dear! Mine castle is always open, an I now haf a
little home down in da valley dat has some guest cottages on da grounds
dat are always available fur visitis.

Countess P von Katzenplaatz

Ranger McDude
May 8th 17, 02:27 PM
[Ranger sees Pipps walking into the penthouse. After suffering the
losses her family has in the last couple of weeks Ranger is delighted
to see her and rushes to her side.]

Pipps, mine luf, I'z so glad to see you! I haf a platter at a quiet
table loaded wif lots of yummy treats, and I haf a pitcher of
purrgaritas wif catnip chilling too. Oh, listen - da orchestra started
playing some sort of fast moosic. You know dat mine hoomins is takin
ballroom dance classes, right? Well I been watching dem an fixing up
some of dere dances to work better for kitties. Da one dey call da Cha
Cha would be perfect fur dis music, but I fink you will like mine
version. I call it da Purr Purr. Would you like to try it? I'll lead
you through it.

1, 2, purr-purr-purr, 1, 2, purr-purr-purr, 1, 2, purr-purr-purr, 1, 2
cross-over, purr, purr ...

Samuel Redcat
May 10th 17, 02:16 PM
> Iowna, Daisy-chan and Cash have followed the others and bow to the
> Countess (Iowna is a little off an bows to Bruno but no one minds).
> Then lovely music seems to come from every corner of the room! They
> move out to the floor and start their own version of the 'pouncing
> dance'. They arent the best at it, but like the others, they are having
> fun!

Would youz guyz mind if i join you wif mine sisfur Francesca? Her izn't
real familiar wif danzing, and I'z not all dat hot either, but if we
watch you guys I fink we might pick it up.

[Sammy starts bouncing around clumsily. Francesca, having studied hours
of video of Tabitha doing the Kitten Bounce, starts gracefully hopping
around like a bunny rabbit.]

cshenk
May 11th 17, 03:59 AM
Samuel Redcat wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> > Iowna, Daisy-chan and Cash have followed the others and bow to the
> > Countess (Iowna is a little off an bows to Bruno but no one minds).
> > Then lovely music seems to come from every corner of the room! They
> > move out to the floor and start their own version of the 'pouncing
> > dance'. They arent the best at it, but like the others, they are
> > having fun!
>
> Would youz guyz mind if i join you wif mine sisfur Francesca? Her
> izn't real familiar wif danzing, and I'z not all dat hot either, but
> if we watch you guys I fink we might pick it up.
>
> [Sammy starts bouncing around clumsily. Francesca, having studied
> hours of video of Tabitha doing the Kitten Bounce, starts gracefully
> hopping around like a bunny rabbit.]

Iowna and Daisy-chan widen the jump spots and enjoy as others clap to
the dance. Cash wanders to a center area and starts 1/2 of of a jump
rope with his tail. Other kittahs line up and play jump-tail(rope) over
it. He's not sure how the countess would like this simple fun at
first, but then she jumps over his tail and back so he figures it's ok.

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Sylvia AKA Pit2nya
May 12th 17, 12:55 AM
On Friday, May 5, 2017 at 2:18:31 PM UTC-7, Sundance and/or Rebecca wrote:
> Hooray fur da Countess! Deer Countess, if yoo iznt going to travel any mor, I trust dat we kan vizzit yurownself heer in bootiful Katzenplatz Valley?
>
> Rebecca

I wud lyke tu akcu...accko...come wiff you wen you du, Bekky.

Pit2nya

cshenk
May 15th 17, 11:46 PM
Community Kitties wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

> On 2017-05-05 21:18:30 +0000, Sundance and/or Rebecca said:
>
> > Hooray fur da Countess! Deer Countess, if yoo iznt going to travel
> > any mor, I trust dat we kan vizzit yurownself heer in bootiful
> > Katzenplatz Valley?
> >
> > Rebecca
>
> But of course, mine dear! Mine castle is always open, an I now haf a
> little home down in da valley dat has some guest cottages on da
> grounds dat are always available fur visitis.
>
> Countess P von Katzenplaatz

Cash tries to not look like a complete bumpkin as he bashfully bows to
the Countess. She eyes his pink flip flops and grins because she knows
he really likes pink flip flopps. She has to shake her head though at
a Beagle/Bull mastiff with a *purrfect* black silk tie spangled with
diamond chips, a silver spangled bell on his tail (in case it gets
happy) and hot pink flipp flopps!

Iowna comes up and nose boops the Countess gently. The Countess grins
at her Camoflage flip flopps and black silk wrapped skirt with a brown
silk top that perfectly matches some of her natural coloration patches.

She lauffs as Daisy-Chan gives her a curtsy. As always they some how
'match'. Daisy has on a hot pink silk wrapped skirt, black and diamond
flip flopps, amber earrings and a simple necklace with all the fur
colors of all of them, including the solid inpenetratable obsidian
black of Iowna's eyes among the pearls, amber and tiger eyes.

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