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A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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." |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
I tried tu say alotte! But meowmee is yuzink a tablit! So,yesss!! I wud luff tu joyne y9uz!
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A new investigation, in Las Vegas
It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!! |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!! |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
It's bin a wunnerful ate yeerz!!!
I will luff tu go to Lost Vegas wiff youz!! |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
[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. |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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.. -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
I wunner if dat kud be da Countess...
Rebecca |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
....da European kitty lady, I meenz.
Rebecca |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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!' -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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). -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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? |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. -- -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 tunite@ |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 tunite@ 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 -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 tunite@ 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..' -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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! |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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! -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
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[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 ... |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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.] |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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. -- |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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 |
A new investigation, in Las Vegas
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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