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Old December 27th 10, 04:39 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
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Default FUDZ n LATTES At Mosey and Meowie's party

Fank yew Beauty dat wuz nise uff yew tea sai , gnow kome on n eet sum nip
fudz . heer, hab uh nip latte....
wook at awl hoo iz heer.
Mosey n Meowy gib beauty uh hug

....
i is so hapi seeink all the fudz! concatulations.
beauty


On Sun, 26 Dec 2010 17:22:38 -0800, "Mosey =^..^="
wrote:

i thinkz dey delifurred fur fluffykitz, which iz miz rebekanna mz
amellia,
OEJ



Mine doodniss. I is befurdled and furzalated atted dis gennerossity
an derring-do ob Sammy an Harri an Ranger Greykitten. Himsefl muts hab
a kays ob da zoomiez da whey he drybbing. Fangyu awl furry much.


yeUP, dey doo indeedy. Dey hab dun diz befur. Mosey waffz

yeUP sez Mosey, fank yoo vury mutch, fur dwvin n puttin awl da fuzs on da
tabulz, n Ranger , ai m gwad yoo dint rek mai yard wen yoo ....nebber mynd
waffs...ai m gwad yew wiked yer banisture ryde Harri
ai will mayke usses awl sum nip lattes. meenwile, hab summa da fudz yew
brotted n nip srinx..on da bar ovur dere, ulreddy mayde.

I baweev itta boutted tyme tew gavver up sum mousiez fur usses to
beestow kisses upon. I wil go fynd dem, furst poot sum mor pilloz
atted da fut ob da stayres.


MeOwy, eyeing the bannister thoughtfully, then blowing nosepoinks to
Mosey and dashing off to git mice.


Mosey blows a nosepoink bak at MeOwy n sez Mayzy n Tygur r tayking dere
nap, sew ai m gunna start maykin mai speshul nip lattes..yeUP
Mosey exkoozez himself, n sez, ai m gonna go mayke sum uff mai speshul
lattes, n wyl bryng dem owt vury sune.
Mosey goez bak tew dere bigbig kicchen, n putz on hiz black aprun dat haz
uh
OOo0o
( M )B
onnit, he goze ento hypermode, getz da rite umaownt uf wadder in da large
expresso mayker...den putz da kawfee grawondz en da proper speshul baskit,
hitz da button tew mayke dem dryp, , den he taykes u lot uff kupz , qwik
poorz da rite umaownt uff liqwid nip en eech cup, den zoomz ovur tew steem
da milk, n mayke da fome.. Mosey sez owt laowd, '.mmm dat smelz gudgud' .
*takes a sip..mm dat IZ gud..he qwik finshes hiz , tew mayke shure et kame
owt rite...yeUP, puuuuuurrext. n den he poorz da expresso ovur da nip,
stirz twise, n den slowly poorz da hawt milk en owr fansee china da
kupz,
topz et wiff da fome, stayndz bak fur uh sekunt tew udmyre hiz wurk, qwik
kleenz upp da mess , putz da kupz onna big silver trai n bringz et owt fur
eech gezt tew hab sum..
Lemme gno haow yoo wike et, ai kan mayke moar. Offerz eech gezt uh nip
latte wiff uh koaster
Den goze bak in da kicchen n taykes off hiz aprun n goze bak tew joyne owr
geztz...

On Dec 25, 8:50 pm, Ranger Greykitten
The teleporter glimmers and hums, and a small tractor pulling a chain
of
serving carts emerges. Samuel is driving with Ranger sitting beside
him,
and Amelia and Harri are riding atop one of the carts. Sammy drives
through the front door of the house and stops before the buffet tables.
He and Ranger start unloading while Harri and Amelia go to check out
the
food already there.

Once the carts are unloaded, Sammy asks Ranger to drive the tractor and
carts back out of the house - SLOWLY and CAREFULLY! Ranger agrees and
starts putt-putting slowly out. Sammy then straightens the serving
dishes
again and nods his head in approval.

While Sammy is arranging things Harri has located the big staircase
with
the polished bannister and has dashed up to the top of the stairs. She
leaps to the top of the topmost newel post, sits carefully on the
bannister, and pushes off gently. She swoops down the bannister,
picking
up speed rapidly. As she reaches the bottom she leaps off and goes
flying
into the pile of soft pillows.

As Harri picks herself up from the pillows she glances out the window
and
catches sight of Ranger. The tractor, with the serving carts still
trailing behind, is racing through Mosey's front yard at top speed. He
steers straight for a small mound in the yard, accelerates to fastest
speed the tractor can reach, then LEAPS off the mound. The tractor goes
airborne and sails about 20 feet through the air before touching down
again.

"HEE-Haw!"