Itz awlmost Jamaica!

trudi hears and as she is walking by, she pats her frindz paw...

he would want you to be happee, anna he reallee wants ursefta haf funz,
don't worree, juzt haf funz... he really enjoyed it when ursef was laffin
anna haffin fun, trudi
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
.. .
On Sun, 3 Apr 2011 12:20:07 -0500, Storrmmee's
nimble, little paws typed:

Trudi, looking fur Mme. A. or rasta cat ta find owt abowt hutz signmintz,

Meow Trudi,

Just go to the concierge's hut and ask him!

[They walk together to the concierge, and Anaïs
ask for a single; as they leave, the concierge
calls after them]

And ladies, don't forget, cocktails and dinner al
fresko, on da beech at sunset!

Anaïs walks to the beach, finds a chaise lounge
and opens her Mew Yawker again, dozing off...

She hears the booming laugh of RastaCatJohn who
waves and walks over. "Well, are you enjoyink mine
beautiful island? Tonight we have curried goat,
fried akee, coconut shrimp, and many island
foods!" and he laughs his booming laugh. "Rum
cocktails, oysters and good wine!"

As he walks away, he hesitates, and turns around.
"And maybe you'd like to have cocktails and dinner
with me?"

Anaïs hesitates. She thinks about being a widow
and is about to say "No thanks" when she hesitates
again and says "Sure, I'd wike dat" and smiles.

He laughs and says "Good! I'll see you at
sunset!"

She turns back to her magazine, but is somewhat
distracted.......

--
All my 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

4/3/2011 7:14:31 PM