Diz happined to da Gramby
 

Auntie Julie, we are fine. Effeertime she openz da fridge, we tries ta get
inin and look for more. I almost onlee eatz people foodz. I duzent like da
offer stuff. Gramby cooks vegggies and turkey or chicken for me effery day.
I would kill for anoffer hot dog! Dis B&B where we iz for a few dayz is
wonnerful, dey haz all kinda of stuff we dozent her at home. Willow chaseing
O.T. down the basement steps heading for the buffay table,,,again.
"The Porter Cats" wrote in message
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Oh, sweetheart! I'm sorry to hear that your little adventure didn't go
well. I know things like that are hard to resist, and I sure hope
you're feeling better!

I love you,

Anti Julie


On Aug 10, 6:31 pm, "Granby" wrote:
Hellowz Auntie Julie. Youz knowz what? I had a bitz of an upsetted
tummyz
dis day. Whillee da gramby waz at her toona plaze, Piglet opened da door
where der waz fudz. Me and O.T. gotted a pakage of long skinny piezes of
meat (hot dogs) out of dere and between us and Scooter, we atted dem.
Piglet wontz eatz peeoople fudz. Da gramby diddnt feelz sorry for usenz,
her just shutted me and O.T. in da baffroom wiffda lidder box. (yes and
they
will stay there un til the odor and appearance of things change.) Willow
not wanting to stay there but not wanting to get too far away from the
litter box either.
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