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[The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the
community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking, and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax, Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In a voice much deeper than her petite size would belie, she starts to play and sings] "Some day he'll come along, The cat I love [she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George Gerwishin - then resumes singing] And he'll be big and strong, The cat I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger] He'll look at me and smile I'll understand ; And in a little while, He'll take my paw; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word [Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker] He'll build a little home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ? And so all else above I've found for the cat I love." [she blows a kiss at Tiger] "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry - for sushi!" [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles, and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a rice-cooker, and set up] [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki? -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs “I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul.†Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM |
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Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the
stress of the past week or so. Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see if Harri has returned. Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes float away, very softly on the cool breeze. "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message ... [The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking, and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax, Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In a voice much deeper than her petite size would belie, she starts to play and sings] "Some day he'll come along, The cat I love [she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George Gerwishin - then resumes singing] And he'll be big and strong, The cat I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger] He'll look at me and smile I'll understand ; And in a little while, He'll take my paw; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word [Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker] He'll build a little home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ? And so all else above I've found for the cat I love." [she blows a kiss at Tiger] "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry - for sushi!" [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles, and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a rice-cooker, and set up] [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki? -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul." Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM |
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Ooh, I will hab sum sooshee, too, pleez. Maybe sum toona, or sum uv doze
liddle sammin eggz, or dat yellow gooshy stuf, or sum... oh, juss giv me a liddle uv eech, maybe Hercule will hewp me eet it awl. Rebecca "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message ... [The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking, and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax, Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In a voice much deeper than her petite size would belie, she starts to play and sings] "Some day he'll come along, The cat I love [she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George Gerwishin - then resumes singing] And he'll be big and strong, The cat I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger] He'll look at me and smile I'll understand ; And in a little while, He'll take my paw; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word [Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker] He'll build a little home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ? And so all else above I've found for the cat I love." [she blows a kiss at Tiger] "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry - for sushi!" [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles, and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a rice-cooker, and set up] [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki? -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul." Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM |
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Quelle mewveilleuz! Wotz ob appwaws fur dat songk (MeOowy patting the
keyboard wif hur paws) I wil hab sum sashimi and foto-maki, fangyu. Cud I git a foto-maki ob Mme. Anais on dat peeano? MeOwy, furry impwessed. On Jul 28, 9:25*pm, "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote: [The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking, and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax, Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In a voice much deeper than her petite size would belie, she starts to play and sings] "Some day he'll come along, The cat I love [she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George Gerwishin - then resumes singing] And he'll be big and strong, The cat I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger] He'll look at me and smile I'll understand ; And in a little while, He'll take my paw; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word [Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker] He'll build a little home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ? And so all else above I've found for the cat I love." [she blows a kiss at Tiger] * * * * "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry - for sushi!" * * * * [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles, and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a rice-cooker, and set up] * * * * [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki? -- Purrs, * * * * Mme. Anaïs * * * * * * * * “I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul.” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 * * * * 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM |
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turns to Anaïs,
Hun,. yu ar soo talemted an multyfazited! Turnz tu Japanese bob-tail kitties I wyll hav uh bit ov eetsh purrleeez an fangu. An set up anudder dish furr mine wink. Pit2nya "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message ... [The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking, and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax, Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In a voice much deeper than her petite size would belie, she starts to play and sings] "Some day he'll come along, The cat I love [she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George Gerwishin - then resumes singing] And he'll be big and strong, The cat I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger] He'll look at me and smile I'll understand ; And in a little while, He'll take my paw; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word [Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker] He'll build a little home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ? And so all else above I've found for the cat I love." [she blows a kiss at Tiger] "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry - for sushi!" [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles, and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a rice-cooker, and set up] [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki? -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs “I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul.†Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM |
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"Granby" wrote: Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the stress of the past week or so. Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see if Harri has returned. Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes float away, very softly on the cool breeze. I iz here. Dat is lovely music. [As she speaks Harri rubs the top of her head under OT's chin.] ALl of usses are back from da TED. Meowmie bringed us home yesfurday. Paw is still in Catifurnia, but him will be heading home on Friday. Dat food is smelling awfully good. I'll go get us a plate wif some of efurryfing. Harri |
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O T fairly busting with joy at the arrival of hisown Harri, hu rubs her eat
with his paw and asks about the rest of the family. I kno diz izza hard time for dem but, I iz glad u iz back from da TED's. We wil purr until your Paw gits safely homez. Yes, i wud likez sum fudz, suddenlee I am starffink. Willow walks by as he says this, Not so it shows fluyffy one. Hi Hari, gladz ta cee u are bak wiff uz. Diz izza gud plaze tabe when fingz are hurtink. "Harri Roadcat" wrote in message ... In article , "Granby" wrote: Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the stress of the past week or so. Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see if Harri has returned. Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes float away, very softly on the cool breeze. I iz here. Dat is lovely music. [As she speaks Harri rubs the top of her head under OT's chin.] ALl of usses are back from da TED. Meowmie bringed us home yesfurday. Paw is still in Catifurnia, but him will be heading home on Friday. Dat food is smelling awfully good. I'll go get us a plate wif some of efurryfing. Harri |
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Willow looks at that post and sees all the typos, Mebbe u shud let me type
when u iz diz cited. "Granby" wrote in message ... O T fairly busting with joy at the arrival of hisown Harri, hu rubs her eat with his paw and asks about the rest of the family. I kno diz izza hard time for dem but, I iz glad u iz back from da TED's. We wil purr until your Paw gits safely homez. Yes, i wud likez sum fudz, suddenlee I am starffink. Willow walks by as he says this, Not so it shows fluyffy one. Hi Hari, gladz ta cee u are bak wiff uz. Diz izza gud plaze tabe when fingz are hurtink. "Harri Roadcat" wrote in message ... In article , "Granby" wrote: Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the stress of the past week or so. Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see if Harri has returned. Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes float away, very softly on the cool breeze. I iz here. Dat is lovely music. [As she speaks Harri rubs the top of her head under OT's chin.] ALl of usses are back from da TED. Meowmie bringed us home yesfurday. Paw is still in Catifurnia, but him will be heading home on Friday. Dat food is smelling awfully good. I'll go get us a plate wif some of efurryfing. Harri |
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On Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:53:26 -0700, Rebecca wrote:
Ooh, I will hab sum sooshee, too, pleez. Maybe sum toona, or sum uv doze liddle sammin eggz, or dat yellow gooshy stuf, or sum... oh, juss giv me a liddle uv eech, maybe Hercule will hewp me eet it awl. Rebecca Ahh, mine sweet Rebecca! [headbump and hug] How eez yourownself? Ob cawze I weeel help - Itami-san, may we haff a plate ob sashimi and anofur ob sushi. How abowt sum: toro (tuna), sake (salmon), hamachi (yellowtail), saba (Spanish mackerel), ebi (shrimp), ika (squid), tako (octopus), uni (sea-urchin - dats da yello stuff) an ikura (salmon eggs). Hmmmm, and a few ob dem sammon-skin futo-maki. Well, mine deer, dat shud hold us fur now. Herez a bottle of sake to drink, letz sit down and eet! -- Musically Yours, Hercule Lenoir |
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Tiger watches adoringly as hiz mozt bootiful wife kittee singz... you know
it juzt duzint get muc betterer dan hearin yoursef sing den watchin da shefz make one of mine fafurite fudz... itz alzo one of softz, Tiger "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message ... [The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking, and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax, Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In a voice much deeper than her petite size would belie, she starts to play and sings] "Some day he'll come along, The cat I love [she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George Gerwishin - then resumes singing] And he'll be big and strong, The cat I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger] He'll look at me and smile I'll understand ; And in a little while, He'll take my paw; And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word [Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker] He'll build a little home Just meant for two, From which I'll never roam, Who would - would you ? And so all else above I've found for the cat I love." [she blows a kiss at Tiger] "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry - for sushi!" [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles, and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a rice-cooker, and set up] [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki? -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul." Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM |
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On Wed, 29 Jul 2009 14:58:24 -0500, Stormmmee's
little, agile paws typed: Tiger watches adoringly as hiz mozt bootiful wife kittee singz... you know it juzt duzint get muc betterer dan hearin yoursef sing den watchin da shefz make one of mine fafurite fudz... itz alzo one of softz, Tiger Well zen, mine furend, Let us go ofur and get sum sooshiz! [Hiura-san] Ahhh, konban-wa, Tiger-san and Inspector-san! I haff sumfing special fur you! [calls in Meow-Japanese to an assistant, who picks up two soft-shell crabs, and puts them in the deep-fryer, then hands them to him. He puts two large sheets of seaweed on his mat, rice, avacado ikura (salmon-eggs) and Japanese mayonaisse on it; cuts each crab into quarters and lays them on the sheet with claws sticking out of each end. He then rolls it all up up, cuts it and serves them on a plate to Tiger and the Inspector] Ahhh, I call zis da "Spider roll" beclaws it looks like a spider in it! Enjoy! [Inspector] Mon Dieu! Zees eez kwite delicious! Eet eez sweet, savory, salty and crunchy all at wonce! I luff zees! What do you fink, Tiger? -- à bientôt, Jacques |
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Tiger chews slowly and carefully, diz iz wunnerful, I duzint think soft
wuld lik da eggz or crunchy clawz butted datz fine by mineownsef beclawz she won't claim it ifin i putz sum inna kold box, Tiger, enjoying diz new treat "Inspector Jacques Chat-Clouseau" wrote in message ... On Wed, 29 Jul 2009 14:58:24 -0500, Stormmmee's little, agile paws typed: Tiger watches adoringly as hiz mozt bootiful wife kittee singz... you know it juzt duzint get muc betterer dan hearin yoursef sing den watchin da shefz make one of mine fafurite fudz... itz alzo one of softz, Tiger Well zen, mine furend, Let us go ofur and get sum sooshiz! [Hiura-san] Ahhh, konban-wa, Tiger-san and Inspector-san! I haff sumfing special fur you! [calls in Meow-Japanese to an assistant, who picks up two soft-shell crabs, and puts them in the deep-fryer, then hands them to him. He puts two large sheets of seaweed on his mat, rice, avacado ikura (salmon-eggs) and Japanese mayonaisse on it; cuts each crab into quarters and lays them on the sheet with claws sticking out of each end. He then rolls it all up up, cuts it and serves them on a plate to Tiger and the Inspector] Ahhh, I call zis da "Spider roll" beclaws it looks like a spider in it! Enjoy! [Inspector] Mon Dieu! Zees eez kwite delicious! Eet eez sweet, savory, salty and crunchy all at wonce! I luff zees! What do you fink, Tiger? -- à bientôt, Jacques |
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"Hercule Lenoir" wrote in message ... On Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:53:26 -0700, Rebecca wrote: Ooh, I will hab sum sooshee, too, pleez. Maybe sum toona, or sum uv doze liddle sammin eggz, or dat yellow gooshy stuf, or sum... oh, juss giv me a liddle uv eech, maybe Hercule will hewp me eet it awl. Rebecca Ahh, mine sweet Rebecca! [headbump and hug] How eez yourownself? Ob cawze I weeel help - Itami-san, may we haff a plate ob sashimi and anofur ob sushi. How abowt sum: toro (tuna), sake (salmon), hamachi (yellowtail), saba (Spanish mackerel), ebi (shrimp), ika (squid), tako (octopus), uni (sea-urchin - dats da yello stuff) an ikura (salmon eggs). Hmmmm, and a few ob dem sammon-skin futo-maki. Well, mine deer, dat shud hold us fur now. Herez a bottle of sake to drink, letz sit down and eet! -- Musically Yours, Hercule Lenoir [Headbump and hug back] Wow, yoo sertinlee knowz yur soosheez! Dis awl lukz so gudgud. Meowmie lubz dis stufz. She haz nevver bringed ennee home, but I kan tell when she haz bin eetin itself. Lessee, I will start wif sum ikura, den hab sum hamachi an uni. Duz yoo fingk dey haz whut Meowmie kallz amaebi -- raw shrimpeez wif kukked shrimpee hedz? Rebecca |
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On Fri, 31 Jul 2009 19:21:03 -0700, Rebecca wrote:
[Headbump and hug back] Wow, yoo sertinlee knowz yur soosheez! Dis awl lukz so gudgud. Meowmie lubz dis stufz. She haz nevver bringed ennee home, but I kan tell when she haz bin eetin itself. Lessee, I will start wif sum ikura, den hab sum hamachi an uni. Duz yoo fingk dey haz whut Meowmie kallz amaebi -- raw shrimpeez wif kukked shrimpee hedz? Rebecca Ahhh, well like awl kitties I luff to eet! [Hiura-san] Fur you, miz Rebecca, sum amaebiz! [paws plate over] I hope dat yoo enjoy zem! I knw zat he wood haff zem! Letz sit down on a chshion ober dere and enjoy zee nice nite and zee fuds! -- Musically Yours, Hercule Lenoir |
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