Dyna lickz an lickz an lickzzz...
Mine tung iz gettin tyred, an kold...but diz tayztz sooosoooo
gud!!

Dyna, warming hur tung wiff hur pawz

"Miss Violette" wrote in message
...
* Miss Violette rummages in a storage place and finds two largish shallow
bowls*
Here we go and divides up the frozen delights, sprinkles on the sprinkles,
and pours on the syrup, handing a bowl to Dyna... That was an excellent
idea...Miss Violette, chomping down
Sylvia M. wrote in message
...
Hmmmm....hunny...carob...hunny..carob...um wud yu lyke tu split bowff,
an eesh have hunny-carob wiff carob sprinkelz??? Maybee wiff hunny
sirip,
or carromell sirip?

Dyna, soda-jerk xtrodineer


"Miss Violette" wrote in message
...
*miss Violette rummages in the frige and...*

Right here is these easy open cups, do you want one or two? vanilla?
carob?
or honey flavored?
Miss Violette
Sylvia M. wrote in message
...
Mmmmm carob sprinkles ! Du yu happin tu hab sum bannilla Micekreem
tu
put
dem on?

Dyna, dreaming

"Miss Violette" wrote in message
...
*Miss Violate ands over the tea warmed exactly as all cats like it
in
a
nice
shallow mug so it can be lapped or people drank according to each
kitties
taste*

I also have some real cream and some fakey people sugar if you
would
like,
and I also have these carob sprinkles that kinda make it taste
like
there
is
chocolate but it doesn't hurt us kitties,
Miss Violate, passing mug to Dyna
Sylvia M. wrote in message
...
I wud luff summ nip tea, fangu,
but not tuutuu hot, mine tung iz sensatiff, yu kno...
I hab sum Soshul Tee Krakerz tu go wiff da tea.

Dyna, likkin hur chopz...uhggen

"Miss Violette" wrote in message
...
That is fine and do you know what, the put quarters in the
rest
area
is
where my soft and furry work, but you guys already passed it
up,
Rest
areas
are nice because there are usually lots of trees, I am just
trying
to
keep
these kittens contained, Would you like some nip tee to relax
with
until
we
stop?, Miss Violette, starting to make warmed tea...
Sylvia M. wrote in message
...

Hmmm....
I yam not uh kitten enny mooor, an I needz tu stretsh mine
bonez
neow n dennn....an dirt iz gudgud tu skratsh in...

Heowz zabowt juzt stoppin in Rezt Ayeriaz an furr gettin
owt?
Weez kud get stuff frum da put-kwarterz- musheenz.
Wen we needz gaz, den we wunt let ennykitty owt, tho.

Watcha say???

Dyna, 6 1/2 yeerz owld

"Miss Violette" wrote in message
...

I agree with you, I am thinking maybe we can just take a
driving
tour
and
not let any kittens out, How does that sound?, Miss
Violette
Her Royal Highness Cleopatra Silvercat Mahoney

wrote
in
message
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Cleopatra Murrrrow, all. I apologize for not keeping
you
all up to date on the Road Trip, but I've been extremely
busy. When I agreed to pilot this RV I had no idea how
energetic kittens can be.

The Thanksgiving dinner and Toni Bennett's going-away
party
were wonderful, and all the kittys that filled up on
turkey
were overdosed on tryptophan and fell asleep almost as
soon
as they returned to the RV. Those that mostly stuck to
sweets,
which included many of the kittens, were on a sugar high
that
lasted for the better part of a day.

We made good time once we left the truck stop, and
pretty
quickly found ourselves at Merrimac Caverns. Several
kitties
had expressed an interest in seeing them, so we stopped
there.
I believe that the staff had not been informed that my
Royal
Personage was going to be visiting, so my arrival took
them
by surprise. I have trouble understanding some of the
more
obscure human dialects, but the greeting we received
when
we
pulled in to the parking lot sounded something like:
"Golly, Vern, lookkee there! There's a pussycat
driving
that thar RV-home!" "G'wan, kittycats cain't drive. Well
I'll be, there do be a kittycat driving! Hey, y'all come
lookee here!". And so we had a solid phalanx of humans
to
greet us.

As soon as the RV doors opened, though, a handful of
uncontrollable
kittens (led by Samuel Redkitten) bounded off the RV and
in to the caverns. Two hours later they had still not
returned,
so a search party consisting of Amelia and Clarence went
off
into the caverns looking for them. When the search party
hadn't
returned by midnight, another search party was sent in.
This
group found the kittens and herded them out, but didn't
find
any sign of the first search party. Those two came
sauntering
out of the caverns near day-break, claiming to have
become
lost. Hmmph.

grumble darned mischievous little kittens, ought to
keep
them locked up until they're three.../grumble

We've now passed through the state of Missouri, and are
headed
towards our next target, Oklahoma City. Samuel Redkitten
wants
to visit Tinker Air Force Base, but the thought of the
sorts
of trouble he could cause there...

We'll see.