My Tribyoot to Tiger
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
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[A petite cream-and-white Persian, wearing a navy
blue Dior dinner dress and her winking collar,
steps up to the front, three forget-me-nots in her
paw. In a soft voice, she meows:]
Meow Kitties,
I wuz a yung gurl-kitty, not eben two yeers owld,
when I came to da Kommunity. On one ob the
adbentures, an owlder, dashing boycat caught mine
eye - he reminded me ob Humfrey Bocat... He asked
me owt on a date, and soon we saw more an more ob
eech ofur.
Tiger was a kitty who had liffed life to da
fullest: unfortunately he wuz a throway kitty,
abandoned by hiz hoomanz, and had to surfife in da
Owt until Soft an Furry took him in dere home.
Tiger an I were winked in Ejipt in a luffly
ceremony, an we had many, many happy daze togefur!
He luffed gud fud an drink, and awlwayz palled
arowned wif Da Inspektur, anofer cat-gourmet; boff
ob dem brought da level of good eatink and
drinking in da community to a higher lefel!
Tiger wuz a strong an brafe cat, who luffed me an
hiz humanz, who awlwayz wuz dere for da kommunity,
an sadly da episode wif da fire-monsterz wood take
hiz liddle life from him...
I finks ob his smiling face, hiz soft furz and
luffly eyez efurry day, and I miss him.
Tiger, mine luff, I miss you! Goodbye, mine luff!
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Purrs,
Mme. Anaïs
We awl miss yur Tiger.
{{{ Anaïs}}}
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Pitô.ônya
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