we can waltz or at leezt danze when some partee iz gownin on, Trudi
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On Apr 26, 11:11 am, "Storrmmee" wrote:
diz iza onlee thingz whut makez me think NOT beina onlee kitty iz sorta
ok,
when i needsa go sumwhere da ofurz kan keepsa soft anna furee okupeed,
purleze hurree da fudz smellz realee gud,

Trudi, 'cited now"rafflescat"
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Trudi! Dus yu fink Meomie wud miss me if I sneek away wen shees bizzy?
I has wun paw inna porter an mees weddy tu rum-inate!! Harry n Sukie
will keep hur okkupyed!
Jack, missin Trudi.

On Apr 25, 2:31 pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:







Trudi listenz hopin jack will come onna cruze anna eatz dinner wif
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On Apr 24, 5:33 pm, "wafflycat" wrote:

Waffles & Francis heer. Weeze nottid been heer fur awile.

*glairz offur eefil attid hoomin*

But weez cawlin in fur a kwik hello anna sum newz.

A wile ago, Marble went tew da Bridj. He waz ill wiffur a hart problim
anna
da tyme kame wen Meowmie anna TED hadda gif Marble safe and gentil
passij
tew da Bridj. Meowmie held Marble inna hur armz fur da lastid tyme
anna
she
shed manee teerz. Marbil waz fynillee placed inna gardin, by da bankz
offur
da streem, weer he spendid much tyme eyein up da trowtz. Meowmie haz
planttid an apple tree anna rose bushiz (variety: Tawny Tiger), fur
Marble.

Uffur fingz in life awlrite. Weeze gottid henz inna gardin, anna dey
gifz
Meowmie eggz. Francis iz in luff wiv da henz

(Waffles: itz purrthetik da way Francis goze awl softie rownd da
henz..
he
eetz da hen fud anna haz bin noen tew nap inna hen howse)

Waffles, mine own self, iz purrfekt, az awlwayz. a fakt iz a ..
matyewur
ladycat offur manee yeerz meenz iz in mine purrime. Howeffur, tiz troo
dat
mowziez mor gummid tew deff rafur dan fanggid, deeze dayz..

Da hoominz... deyz still da same anna unimpurrtinit, nachroolee.

Purrs, Waffles anna Francis

Hihi Waffles n Francis! We rememfurz yu!
Sorry bowt Marble, dat is sad but atted leestest his jurney tu thu
Bridje wus peeceful, n hees still awound inna gardun.
Don't know if we wood wike hens....neffur seen wun, but Meomie glares
at us n ses "dats wats inna fwidge fur yu" Awl datz inna fwidge fur us
is chikken...notted hens.
Charlie, Bruin, Ben an Smokey ar awl atta Bridje - deys inna gardun
too an sumtymes wen Meomie wets us owt, I go fisitin tu pay myne
weespeks. Dey ar buwwied under de appul twee atta foot offa gardun an
dey is fuwwy pwitty todae wiffa bwossum. Onny me is weft of da Gordon
Boyz. We has Harry n Sukie as new kittiez but me dussnt boffer wiff
dem - Ise tutu bissy sweepin....snore.....snore..
We dussnt get tu bee heer as much as I wood wike atta momunt - fanks
tu Meomie!

Jack Gordon, 19 and 10/12ths yeers owld

Jack runs to the porter and on the way, he grabs the red, red roses
from the vase sitting on the hall table, he checks his whiskers in the
mirror, and pulls his waistcoat down, he is already wearing his little
kid gloves (just in case Trudi wants an old fashioned waltz with him)
and he has polished up his fob watch with the chain crossing his
waistcoat. He looks pretty good for an old kitten!
He leaps into the porter - it twinkles, shimmers and then disappears.