Christina Websell wrote:
Well, Mimi
Glad you rote just in time.. I already had two uvver offers, you no.
Sammy & Jessie want to be my girlfriend.
I very flattered dat Sammy ask, but I fink she too much of a girl for
me, I a bit shy and gentle, Sammy mite be too er, er, lively for me.
I fort I would ask Jessie to be my girlfriend if you didn't rite to
me soon. I no wot you mean about being busy. I so busy all der time
on der rat patrol and fings like dat. I av to elp Meowmie with der
chickens too. I fink it not safe for her to go rite down all dat way
from der house alone. So I av to go too.
I fink about you a lot, too, Mimi. Av you seen my picture yet?
I stayed in nearly all der day today. Meowmie was ome and der fire
was on and it were raining. Not only dat, next door was shooting der
airgun. Meowie was cross, she don't like der airgun. She do like der
neighbours tho.
So she go shopping and keep us in der house wiv the fire blazing away
and we bofe slept on our beds near der fire.
Wen she come back, no airgun. She glad. She say she don't want to
"fall out" wiv the neighbours, but she sed she will if dey shoot wen
us kitties are in der garden.

sleep tight my little Mimi
your
Boyfriend

I see all de aother postes from all dese girl kitties wanning to be your
girlfriend, and I growl at dem. If I could I would bap them inna hears.
Except for at dat silly one called Sonya dat got herself preggers, her I
just growl and hiss at. I gots nuttin agenst kittens, dey is cute (I was a
cute kitten not too long ago myself), but I sure don't want any of my owned!
Mommy made sure I can't have any (I didn't like habin my belly shaved, but I
like not habin babies... besides, all my pretty white belly fur growed
back).

I not change my mind about havin Boyfriend as my boyfriend - I is just busy
making sure all my sisters & brothers stay in shape, and keepin da greeblins
away from Mommy & Daddy so dey can sleep at night.

Mommy is makin something inna kitchen - she says its' called a POT ROSTE.
It smells good. I'm surpized dat Moe isn't onna counter trying to get da
lid offa da pot so she can have tasties of da POT ROSTE. I make sure dat I
meow at Mommy if Moe goes near it, so Mommy can make sure Moe don't get any
before it's done. Mommy says it takes hours to cook in dat thing she calls
a KROK POT.

I need to get back and gard da KROK POT with da POT ROSTE in it.

Purrs & headbutts
Pretty little Mimi Sweetpea