On Jan 17, 8:00*pm, "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote:
On Mon, 17 Jan 2011 13:55:02 -0800 (PST), MeOwy's
nimble, little paws typed:

Aldough wesently ai did attemp tew settl down in da sunshyn on da top
ob da ole pikkup twuk in da bakyard (during mine weesent escayp into
da wyld) butted ai cud gnot hab a gnap wif da meowmie jumpin up an
down cawling my naym an twying to gwab me.
Im shur da outside kitteez do gnot hab to poot up wif dat sort of
beehaybyoor.
MeOwy

Meowy! [bigbig eyes] is dat troo? Yoo wentid inna
da OWT?

I'be neffur been in da Owt....

Wuz it scary? Mine Tiger towld me dat it wuz....

--
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

* * * * 1/17/2011 6:59:25 PM

Yes Mme. Anais, itted wuz bery skary. I hadded to run fur mine lyf
wif sumfing chaysing minesefl froo da shwubbery!
Da meowmie sayfed me weelding a hoe tew ward awf da bushmonstur.
Furshunittly dat insident didded gnot affek mine deezire tew escayp
intew da wyld.
I juts can gnot hepl mineself. Butted fangyu fur yoor consern.
MeOwy