Miss Violette and Trudi put away the gifts the boys brought, get all packed
and settle down to wait for their friends so they can 'port to the train
togefur... Diz iz gonna be fun izunt it, Trudi,

It will be great fun and for you and BK a really nice time as I understand
the cars have really big windows. Lets settle down and take a brief nap
while we wait on black, raf and BK, then we can 'port to the train being
well rested, Miss Violette
Miss Violette wrote in message
...
Tiger and his ladylof wave at the girls and Samantha through theirz
winnow,

We iz gettin lotsa kittys komin on board, diz iz gonna be funfun, Tiger,
wonner Miss Violette, Trudi and theirz friendz iz
Beverly Orel wrote in message
...
Dare's duh train! isn it gorjus?? cummon gurls, let's hurry up an get
on."
Samantha, duh oldest an self-appointed "Momma" uv duh cuzzincatz, prods
them
to the train.
"Oooh--lookit awl doze delishus fishees! Sammon--yum!

Three liddul gurls frum skool (no, frum Noo Jersee!!) bord duh Orient
Express.

Samantha, fur duh groop

"Mlle. Anaïs" wrote in message
. ..
A porter twinkles and Anaïs and Tiger emerg in the train station. On
the
tracks are the royal-blue cars of the Orient Express, the crew busy
polishing brass and shining windows.

A thin, tabby with pince-nex approaches. Bonjoyr! I am Pierre the
head-conductor; welcome to the Orient Express. You must be Mlle. Anaïs
and
Tiger! Let me show you to your stateroom!

They walk alongside the train, and Tiger notices porters loading
crates
of
food into the kitchen cars - some are marked: Lobster, Oysters, Red
Snapper, and too many more to count.

They enter an oak-paneled longue car with various arrangements of
kitty-pillows and low tables, and pass by a wet-bar where another
kitty
greets them.

"Here iz yourown stateroom" speaks Pierre as he holds the door open
for
them; "Will there be anything else?". "No thank you, Pierre", says
Anaïs,
and she climbs into the bow-window with a kitty seat.

Ahh, Tiger, letz relacks heer wile we waits fur owr friendz to arrive,
as
she moves over and leaves room for Tiger to snuggle against her.

Dis iz goink to be a wunnerfull 'venture, my luff! smurgle
--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
11/30/2004 11:40:57 AM
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