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My Tribyoot to Tiger
[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! -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs “I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul.†Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 10/23/2010 12:27:34 PM |
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My Tribyoot to Tiger
Mosey and his wife kitty, hoo iz dwezzed in u bootiful bwak gaown wiff
yelow n bloo seeqwinz onnit, gib Mme. Anaïs uh big HUG fur komfurt n sai "dat wuz uh bootiful tribyoot tew yer wink, Tiger, hoo iz gnow at RB. Hee luved yew sew mutch wen he wuz ulive, n gnow he iz waching ovur yoo n luving yew frum dere. Puurs fur yer poor brokun hart ,Mme. Anaïs . We r gwad tew see yoo r waring yer bootiful winking collar still. Wee mizz Tiger tew, but et iz gnot da sayme wen yoo looze yer wink. " Den wee go bak tew owr seetz, holding pawz, , en teerz, fealing sew sad fur Mme. Anaïs Mosey wisperz tew Meowy "ai luv yew sew mutch, moar dan yew gnow" [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! -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs “I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul.†Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 10/23/2010 12:27:34 PM |
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My Tribyoot to Tiger
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message .. . [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! -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs We awl miss yur Tiger. {{{ Anaïs}}} -- Pitô.ônya |
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My Tribyoot to Tiger
Fangu fur shareng dis wif us. Yur luff will liff fureffur.
Lucy |
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My Tribyoot to Tiger
Dat wuz a furryfine tribyoot, Mme. Fangu fur sharying yur memrees ov
yur beeluffid. Wee miss Tiger aswell, an will reememfur him. Mietze |
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My Tribyoot to Tiger
Once again Piglett moves to the front of the room. Da gramby waz at Tiger
and T V's hotel home wiff soft anna furry and da ofther six cats diz week endz. Her said dat Tiger and T V's spirit waz az muchez dere az itselfz kud be. Dem waz luffed by da hoomanz and da ofther kitties. Peace anna luff to dem both. "Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message ... "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message .. . [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! -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs We awl miss yur Tiger. {{{ Anaïs}}} -- Pitô.ônya |
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My Tribyoot to Tiger
himz lofed ursef beri muc, dat iz why him madda gagemint be so long ta make
sure yourown ung sef wuz ser az himz wuz so muc owlder... OEJ "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message .. . [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! -- Purrs, Mme. Anaïs "I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the cats become its visible soul." Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963 10/23/2010 12:27:34 PM |
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