Into Italee: da Orient Eggspress continues...

As our kitties enjoy their dinner, the Orient Eggspress travels through
the last of Switzerland and on into Northern Italy. Out of the windows, the
lush rolling hills of the Po River Valley, dotted with cows and farms fly
by, and farm kitties wave to the train. The train begins to slow as it
enters a siding before Parma.

Pierre, the head conductor speaks over the intercom: "Bonjour, chatons!
Les Orient Eggspress is entering a siding very near to Parma, Italee where
the train will sit for the day so that the RPCC kittees can tour the Valley
and have a restaurant dinner. Please return by 1:00 AM so that we may
continue on to Venice. Your hostesses have rented a tour bus for the RPCC
kitties, which is waiting here; and there are also automobile and
motorcycle rental agencies for those who would like them. Of course, you
may stay on the train, where lunch and dinner will be prepared, and all of
the lounge cars will remain open. Enjoy your stay in the Po Valley."

Out the window can be seen a double-decker cream-and-white coach with a
"Welcome RPCC Kitties" sign on it. At the wheel is a big tomcat in a snappy
grey uniform; the coach is carpeted floor and ceiling in soft, paw-friendly
carpeting; it has large observation windows, many sizes of cushions, snack
bars and wet bars on both levels, and covered litterboxes all around; the
upper level is a glass observation dome. A multi-lingual tour guide-kitty
sits on a raised cushion in the front. Cleopatra takes the microphone from
Pier "Hihi kitties, we'll be here in the Po Valley for the day and
evening, and there is a nicely-outfitted bus to tour the valley in. For
lunch we are going to the creamery/winery owned by Mlle. Anaïs' aunt and
uncle Maria and Darius Lechat, and for dinner the bus will take you to the
town of Zibello where we have reserved an entire restaurant, the Trattoria
LaBuca where we will have a six-course dinner with six nip-wines. In the
afternoon, we can take in the sights, and for those interested, both
Ferrari and Lamborghini have their factories nearby Modena and are open for
tours. Of course the local farms sell cream, Parmasean cheese, SanDanielle
Prosucitto and other goodies. Enjoy your day, and I'll see yourownselves
for lunch and dinner!"

Out the train window, Anaïs sees a big, white Mercedes 600 sedan, and an
older, large, smoke-black Persian in a sport jacket leaning on the fender.
Next to him is a slim Siamese lady-cat of equal age (but well-preserved) in
a black pants-suit: Anaïs waves excitedly. "Tiger - Cleo an TV - dere's my
uncle an' aunt, lets go an say Hihi!" They gather their things and walk
toward the car, and her uncle gives Anaïs a hug and headbutt. "Anaïs! How
good to see you again! And this sturdy fellow here must be your wink, Tiger
- how do you do, Tiger" and extends his paw; then takes Cleo's right paw
and kisses it: "How are you, Your Highness?" and shakes TV's paw. "Ah, and
this is my wink, Maria..." and the slim Siamese meows greetings to all in a
high, musical voice. "Well, did you kitties miss the excitement in Paris
when you left? There was quite the jewel robbery!"

In the distance, a sound like ripping canvas is heard, and a yellow dot is
shooting along the snaking road to the station. As the car reaches the last
turn, the driver sees Darius, and slows to a crawl, parking next to the
Mercedes - it's a new, yellow Ferrari Scaglietti 612 - a four passenger
coupe. An older, grey DSH exits the Ferrari and walks over to Darius,
handing him the keys. "Blowing the dust out of the exhaust again, eh,
Marco?" - and both kitties break into laughter. Marco turns to Anaïs:
"Signorina Anaïs! Como sta? It's been a while" "Ah, Marco, it is good to
see you again!" she turns to Tiger: "Marco is a retired engineer from
Ferrari, and he manages my uncle's estate now - he also taught me to drive
when I was a teen-aged kitten." "Do me a favor" Darius asks Marco, "please
take the two cases of wine, the wheel of Parmagiana and the cream out of my
trunk, and give them to the porter-kitty on the train - it's a gift to my
niece for her friends." With that, Marco takes a case of nip-Barolo and
another of nip-Amarone as well as a case of bottles of fresh cream and the
cheese to the train for later in the journey.

Darius hands the keys to the Ferrari to Anaïs: "Here - rather than renting
you a Fiat or Peugeot for the day, I thought that you'd like to try my new
toy. I'll see the four of you at the winery at 2:00 for lunch with the bus
of other kitties - and the Signora at LaBuca is already cooking up a storm
for your friends - and she has a fresh shipment of lobsters if anycat
(winking at Tiger) would like one! Ciao!"

With that Anaïs hugs her uncle, grabs Cleo by the paw, and runs to the
car, "C'mon gise!" she yells to Tiger and TV, who have somehow,
mysteriously found themselves in the back seat. Anaïs hits the red "start"
button, and all 12 cylinders roar to life with a healthy rumble. She
engages the "launch" button, revs the engine to 5000 RPM, and hits the
right paddle-shifter. With an ungodly roar and nary a squeal, the car
launches down the country road, gathering speed as Anaïs flips up thru all
six gears as the trees turn into a blur, and farmers in donkey carts
scramble to get out of the way. The narrow road turns downhill, and a
sweeping right-hand curve comes up quickly. Anaïs stands on the brakes and
snaps down four gears, as the bright yellow coupe slides gracefully around
the corner and Anaïs and Cleo high-five each other as she accelerates up
through the gears again. "Isn't this a blast, gise?" she asks the boy-cats,
who are looking rather wide-eyed. "Uh, duz this thing haff seet-belts?"
asks Tiger quietly...

--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
1/5/2005 2:55:25 PM
anais+at+electric-ink+dot+com

Mlle. Anaïs ^..^ wrote in message
...
As our kitties enjoy their dinner, the Orient Eggspress travels through
the last of Switzerland and on into Northern Italy. Out of the windows,
the
lush rolling hills of the Po River Valley, dotted with cows and farms fly
by, and farm kitties wave to the train. The train begins to slow as it
enters a siding before Parma.

Pierre, the head conductor speaks over the intercom: "Bonjour, chatons!
Les Orient Eggspress is entering a siding very near to Parma, Italee where
the train will sit for the day so that the RPCC kittees can tour the
Valley
and have a restaurant dinner. Please return by 1:00 AM so that we may
continue on to Venice. Your hostesses have rented a tour bus for the RPCC
kitties, which is waiting here; and there are also automobile and
motorcycle rental agencies for those who would like them. Of course, you
may stay on the train, where lunch and dinner will be prepared, and all of
the lounge cars will remain open. Enjoy your stay in the Po Valley."

Out the window can be seen a double-decker cream-and-white coach with a
"Welcome RPCC Kitties" sign on it. At the wheel is a big tomcat in a
snappy
grey uniform; the coach is carpeted floor and ceiling in soft,
paw-friendly
carpeting; it has large observation windows, many sizes of cushions, snack
bars and wet bars on both levels, and covered litterboxes all around; the
upper level is a glass observation dome. A multi-lingual tour guide-kitty
sits on a raised cushion in the front. Cleopatra takes the microphone from
Pier "Hihi kitties, we'll be here in the Po Valley for the day and
evening, and there is a nicely-outfitted bus to tour the valley in. For
lunch we are going to the creamery/winery owned by Mlle. Anaïs' aunt and
uncle Maria and Darius Lechat, and for dinner the bus will take you to the
town of Zibello where we have reserved an entire restaurant, the Trattoria
LaBuca where we will have a six-course dinner with six nip-wines. In the
afternoon, we can take in the sights, and for those interested, both
Ferrari and Lamborghini have their factories nearby Modena and are open
for
tours. Of course the local farms sell cream, Parmasean cheese, SanDanielle
Prosucitto and other goodies. Enjoy your day, and I'll see yourownselves
for lunch and dinner!"

Out the train window, Anaïs sees a big, white Mercedes 600 sedan, and an
older, large, smoke-black Persian in a sport jacket leaning on the fender.
Next to him is a slim Siamese lady-cat of equal age (but well-preserved)
in
a black pants-suit: Anaïs waves excitedly. "Tiger - Cleo an TV - dere's my
uncle an' aunt, lets go an say Hihi!" They gather their things and walk
toward the car, and her uncle gives Anaïs a hug and headbutt. "Anaïs! How
good to see you again! And this sturdy fellow here must be your wink,
Tiger
- how do you do, Tiger" and extends his paw; then takes Cleo's right paw
and kisses it: "How are you, Your Highness?" and shakes TV's paw. "Ah, and
this is my wink, Maria..." and the slim Siamese meows greetings to all in
a
high, musical voice. "Well, did you kitties miss the excitement in Paris
when you left? There was quite the jewel robbery!"

In the distance, a sound like ripping canvas is heard, and a yellow dot is
shooting along the snaking road to the station. As the car reaches the
last
turn, the driver sees Darius, and slows to a crawl, parking next to the
Mercedes - it's a new, yellow Ferrari Scaglietti 612 - a four passenger
coupe. An older, grey DSH exits the Ferrari and walks over to Darius,
handing him the keys. "Blowing the dust out of the exhaust again, eh,
Marco?" - and both kitties break into laughter. Marco turns to Anaïs:
"Signorina Anaïs! Como sta? It's been a while" "Ah, Marco, it is good to
see you again!" she turns to Tiger: "Marco is a retired engineer from
Ferrari, and he manages my uncle's estate now - he also taught me to drive
when I was a teen-aged kitten." "Do me a favor" Darius asks Marco, "please
take the two cases of wine, the wheel of Parmagiana and the cream out of
my
trunk, and give them to the porter-kitty on the train - it's a gift to my
niece for her friends." With that, Marco takes a case of nip-Barolo and
another of nip-Amarone as well as a case of bottles of fresh cream and the
cheese to the train for later in the journey.

Darius hands the keys to the Ferrari to Anaïs: "Here - rather than renting
you a Fiat or Peugeot for the day, I thought that you'd like to try my new
toy. I'll see the four of you at the winery at 2:00 for lunch with the bus
of other kitties - and the Signora at LaBuca is already cooking up a storm
for your friends - and she has a fresh shipment of lobsters if anycat
(winking at Tiger) would like one! Ciao!"

With that Anaïs hugs her uncle, grabs Cleo by the paw, and runs to the
car, "C'mon gise!" she yells to Tiger and TV, who have somehow,
mysteriously found themselves in the back seat. Anaïs hits the red "start"
button, and all 12 cylinders roar to life with a healthy rumble. She
engages the "launch" button, revs the engine to 5000 RPM, and hits the
right paddle-shifter. With an ungodly roar and nary a squeal, the car
launches down the country road, gathering speed as Anaïs flips up thru all
six gears as the trees turn into a blur, and farmers in donkey carts
scramble to get out of the way. The narrow road turns downhill, and a
sweeping right-hand curve comes up quickly. Anaïs stands on the brakes and
snaps down four gears, as the bright yellow coupe slides gracefully around
the corner and Anaïs and Cleo high-five each other as she accelerates up
through the gears again. "Isn't this a blast, gise?" she asks the
boy-cats,
who are looking rather wide-eyed. "Uh, duz this thing haff seet-belts?"
asks Tiger quietly...

--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
1/5/2005 2:55:25 PM
anais+at+electric-ink+dot+com

Tiger is very impurressed with his ladycat's uncle, TV shakes paws solemly
trying not to do anything to embaras, his compainyonz...

After finding themselvez in the back seat TV turnz to Tiger... guess diz iz
what we getz fur fallin fur strong smart girlcatz, Tiger mumbles
unaduably...

BK,

I thinkz we kan juz 'port ofur fur the activitiez ifin dat iz ok wif you? I
duzint wanna ride onna buz, Trudi
Mlle. Anaïs ^..^ wrote in message
...
As our kitties enjoy their dinner, the Orient Eggspress travels through
the last of Switzerland and on into Northern Italy. Out of the windows,
the
lush rolling hills of the Po River Valley, dotted with cows and farms fly
by, and farm kitties wave to the train. The train begins to slow as it
enters a siding before Parma.

Pierre, the head conductor speaks over the intercom: "Bonjour, chatons!
Les Orient Eggspress is entering a siding very near to Parma, Italee where
the train will sit for the day so that the RPCC kittees can tour the
Valley
and have a restaurant dinner. Please return by 1:00 AM so that we may
continue on to Venice. Your hostesses have rented a tour bus for the RPCC
kitties, which is waiting here; and there are also automobile and
motorcycle rental agencies for those who would like them. Of course, you
may stay on the train, where lunch and dinner will be prepared, and all of
the lounge cars will remain open. Enjoy your stay in the Po Valley."

Out the window can be seen a double-decker cream-and-white coach with a
"Welcome RPCC Kitties" sign on it. At the wheel is a big tomcat in a
snappy
grey uniform; the coach is carpeted floor and ceiling in soft,
paw-friendly
carpeting; it has large observation windows, many sizes of cushions, snack
bars and wet bars on both levels, and covered litterboxes all around; the
upper level is a glass observation dome. A multi-lingual tour guide-kitty
sits on a raised cushion in the front. Cleopatra takes the microphone from
Pier "Hihi kitties, we'll be here in the Po Valley for the day and
evening, and there is a nicely-outfitted bus to tour the valley in. For
lunch we are going to the creamery/winery owned by Mlle. Anaïs' aunt and
uncle Maria and Darius Lechat, and for dinner the bus will take you to the
town of Zibello where we have reserved an entire restaurant, the Trattoria
LaBuca where we will have a six-course dinner with six nip-wines. In the
afternoon, we can take in the sights, and for those interested, both
Ferrari and Lamborghini have their factories nearby Modena and are open
for
tours. Of course the local farms sell cream, Parmasean cheese, SanDanielle
Prosucitto and other goodies. Enjoy your day, and I'll see yourownselves
for lunch and dinner!"

Out the train window, Anaïs sees a big, white Mercedes 600 sedan, and an
older, large, smoke-black Persian in a sport jacket leaning on the fender.
Next to him is a slim Siamese lady-cat of equal age (but well-preserved)
in
a black pants-suit: Anaïs waves excitedly. "Tiger - Cleo an TV - dere's my
uncle an' aunt, lets go an say Hihi!" They gather their things and walk
toward the car, and her uncle gives Anaïs a hug and headbutt. "Anaïs! How
good to see you again! And this sturdy fellow here must be your wink,
Tiger
- how do you do, Tiger" and extends his paw; then takes Cleo's right paw
and kisses it: "How are you, Your Highness?" and shakes TV's paw. "Ah, and
this is my wink, Maria..." and the slim Siamese meows greetings to all in
a
high, musical voice. "Well, did you kitties miss the excitement in Paris
when you left? There was quite the jewel robbery!"

In the distance, a sound like ripping canvas is heard, and a yellow dot is
shooting along the snaking road to the station. As the car reaches the
last
turn, the driver sees Darius, and slows to a crawl, parking next to the
Mercedes - it's a new, yellow Ferrari Scaglietti 612 - a four passenger
coupe. An older, grey DSH exits the Ferrari and walks over to Darius,
handing him the keys. "Blowing the dust out of the exhaust again, eh,
Marco?" - and both kitties break into laughter. Marco turns to Anaïs:
"Signorina Anaïs! Como sta? It's been a while" "Ah, Marco, it is good to
see you again!" she turns to Tiger: "Marco is a retired engineer from
Ferrari, and he manages my uncle's estate now - he also taught me to drive
when I was a teen-aged kitten." "Do me a favor" Darius asks Marco, "please
take the two cases of wine, the wheel of Parmagiana and the cream out of
my
trunk, and give them to the porter-kitty on the train - it's a gift to my
niece for her friends." With that, Marco takes a case of nip-Barolo and
another of nip-Amarone as well as a case of bottles of fresh cream and the
cheese to the train for later in the journey.

Darius hands the keys to the Ferrari to Anaïs: "Here - rather than renting
you a Fiat or Peugeot for the day, I thought that you'd like to try my new
toy. I'll see the four of you at the winery at 2:00 for lunch with the bus
of other kitties - and the Signora at LaBuca is already cooking up a storm
for your friends - and she has a fresh shipment of lobsters if anycat
(winking at Tiger) would like one! Ciao!"

With that Anaïs hugs her uncle, grabs Cleo by the paw, and runs to the
car, "C'mon gise!" she yells to Tiger and TV, who have somehow,
mysteriously found themselves in the back seat. Anaïs hits the red "start"
button, and all 12 cylinders roar to life with a healthy rumble. She
engages the "launch" button, revs the engine to 5000 RPM, and hits the
right paddle-shifter. With an ungodly roar and nary a squeal, the car
launches down the country road, gathering speed as Anaïs flips up thru all
six gears as the trees turn into a blur, and farmers in donkey carts
scramble to get out of the way. The narrow road turns downhill, and a
sweeping right-hand curve comes up quickly. Anaïs stands on the brakes and
snaps down four gears, as the bright yellow coupe slides gracefully around
the corner and Anaïs and Cleo high-five each other as she accelerates up
through the gears again. "Isn't this a blast, gise?" she asks the
boy-cats,
who are looking rather wide-eyed. "Uh, duz this thing haff seet-belts?"
asks Tiger quietly...

--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
1/5/2005 2:55:25 PM
anais+at+electric-ink+dot+com

scramble to get out of the way. The narrow road turns downhill, and a
sweeping right-hand curve comes up quickly. Anaïs stands on the brakes and
snaps down four gears, as the bright yellow coupe slides gracefully around
the corner and Anaïs and Cleo high-five each other as she accelerates up
through the gears again. "Isn't this a blast, gise?" she asks the boy-cats,
who are looking rather wide-eyed. "Uh, duz this thing haff seet-belts?"
asks Tiger quietly...

Whee! I LOVE this!

Cleopatra

Darius hands the keys to the Ferrari to Anaïs: "Here - rather than renting
you a Fiat or Peugeot for the day, I thought that you'd like to try my new
toy. I'll see the four of you at the winery at 2:00 for lunch with the bus
of other kitties - and the Signora at LaBuca is already cooking up a storm
for your friends - and she has a fresh shipment of lobsters if anycat
(winking at Tiger) would like one! Ciao!"

With that Anaïs hugs her uncle, grabs Cleo by the paw, and runs to the
car, "C'mon gise!" she yells to Tiger and TV, who have somehow,
mysteriously found themselves in the back seat. Anaïs hits the red "start"
button, and all 12 cylinders roar to life with a healthy rumble. She
engages the "launch" button, revs the engine to 5000 RPM, and hits the
right paddle-shifter. With an ungodly roar and nary a squeal, the car
launches down the country road, gathering speed as Anaïs flips up thru all
six gears as the trees turn into a blur, and farmers in donkey carts
scramble to get out of the way. The narrow road turns downhill, and a
sweeping right-hand curve comes up quickly. Anaïs stands on the brakes and
snaps down four gears, as the bright yellow coupe slides gracefully around
the corner and Anaïs and Cleo high-five each other as she accelerates up
through the gears again. "Isn't this a blast, gise?" she asks the boy-cats,
who are looking rather wide-eyed. "Uh, duz this thing haff seet-belts?"
asks Tiger quietly...

Under the expert guidance of Mlle. Anais, the yellow speed machine roars
through the valley past vineyards, orchards, family farms, and more
beautiful scenery than the kitties have observed anywhere else on this
trip. Spotting a particularly beautiful shady glen beside a stream as
they fly past, Mlle. Anais skillfully downshifts and slows, whips into a
quick U-turn, and returns to the glen. All four cats exit the car and
stretch their paws.

Cleo takes TV's paw and wanders towards the stream. "Isn't this just a
lovely spot, TV?" "Sure iz", he replies, "dis is way nicer dan da
scenery where we did da Catolympics."

"Oh, look, fishies!". Cleo makes a couple of half-hearted bats towards
the fish swimming past in the clear water, but tries not to splash
herself of TV. "I sure wouldn't mind having a stream in my yard at home.
I guess that's why I like the mountain place so much - that stream in
the back yard is so much fun to watch. I can lie there beside the stream
and watch it for hours on end." Cleo then wanders over to the nearby
bushes and picks a handful of wild berries for her and TV.

TV and Cleo watch the fishies for a while, then hunt some of the buggies
they see flying around. They notice Mlle. Anais and Tiger also amusing
themselves beside the stream and doing their own buggie hunting.

After an hour or so of relaxing, playing, smurgling, and smooching all
four kitties decide at the same time that it's time to get on with the
tour. With a wild yell the two ladycats make a mad dash for the car. The
two boycats grin at each other at the sight of their ladies having so
much fun, then trot to join them in the car. Anais gets the engine
roaring again, shoots them out onto the road, and they are once again
flying past vineyards, orchards, and farms. Every farmcat they pass
waves at them, smiling at the young kitties obviously having such a
wonderful time. It also helps that they recognize Darius' roadster.
After driving past one particularly large vineyard for several minutes
Anais suprises everyone by cutting the wheel hard to the right, putting
the sports car into a tight spin. Once the dust settles and they can all
breathe again, everybody notices that they are parked beside a large
cream-and-white bus, with Community kitties just starting to exit the bus.

As the kitties exit the bus they assemble in the courtyard in front of a
very old but very well maintained stone house. A granite fountain
splashes noisily near the center of the courtyard. They are shaded by
olive trees and lush bougainvillea and surrounded by spectacular rose
bushes. A line of olive trees continues off in both directions,
shielding the lands behind them from view. Darius and Maria walk around
the corner of the house and approach the kitties once again.

"Welcome to my humble abode", greets Darius. "We have a simple luncheon
prepared for you, and have arranged a tour of the facility as well." He
waves his paw, and a couple of wait-kitties come around the corner of
the house, each pushing a cart. The wait-kitties circulate among the
assembled Community cats, askign their preference of beverage - fresh
cream or one of several varieties of wine. Once all the kitties have a
glass in paw, Darius stands on the edge of the fountain and raises his
won glass. "Salud, everykitty, and have a wonderful time here!" With
that he takes a sip of his wine.

Darius and Maria then lead the kitties around the corner of the house.
As they reach the rear of the house they are greeted by a spectacular
sight - a huge vineyard stretching off to the right and left as far as
they can see, a nearby building with much fruit processing equipment,
another large building that appears to be set into a hillside, and off
in the distance the buildings of a dairy farm. Darius leads them into a
spacious fenced yard with many trees and comfortable pillows.

"As you can see, we grow a few grapes here. The large building in front
of you is where we sort and grade the grapes. We keep the best for our
own uses, and sell the remainder to other local wineries. Also in there
is the equipment we use to crush the grapes, filter the crush, do the
technical work like correcting the raw specific gravity, and starting
the initial fermentation. The smaller building that is dug into the
hillside is the fermentation room. The temperature is controlled by the
earth, and the wine resides there while it ferments and while it ages.

The larger bulidings off to the left are our dairy farm. After all,
what's the point of producing excellent wine if you don't also have
access to wonderfully fresh cream? A kitty's life would not be complete
if he had one but not the other. We produce what I believe to be some of
the sweetest cream in this valley.

Come, join me inside. I have a buffet set up for you. All 6 of the
varieties of wine we produce, chilled fresh sweet cream, a wonderful
selection of cheeses, and a few light dishes my chef enjoys preparing.
We have some tables set up inside, and you are also welcome to bring
your lunches out here under the trees to enjoy this lovely breeze."

With that, all the kitties make thier way into Darius and Maria's house.
There in the back room they find a buffet to please every cat - wine,
cream, cheese, roast beef, turkey, salmon, an assortment of canned cat
foods and kibble.

Cleopatra strolls to the buffet table and loads up a platter with a
little bit of everything. TV joins her, filling four glasses with the
excellent nip wines. Cleo and TV head for a large cushion under a
sycamore tree and wave for Mlle. Anais and Tiger to join them. "Mlle.
Anais, I am so very impressed! Your uncle and aunt have such an
impressive operation, and they are such hospitable hosts!"

Cleopatra

Cleopatra strolls to the buffet table and loads up a platter with a
little bit of everything. TV joins her, filling four glasses with the
excellent nip wines. Cleo and TV head for a large cushion under a
sycamore tree and wave for Mlle. Anais and Tiger to join them. "Mlle.
Anais, I am so very impressed! Your uncle and aunt have such an
impressive operation, and they are such hospitable hosts!"

Tabitha and Harri kitten-bounce into the buffet area, drooling over the
wonderful choices. In their excitement they bounce into the buffet
table, rocking it just enough to cause the wine bottles to clink
together. Seeing that they are in danger of creating havoc, both kittens
force themselves to calm down a little. Tabitha begins preparing a tray
with several dishes of cream and a little bit of all the different kinds
of food. "Rebecca, Sundance, if you guyz wants to find us a good place
to sit I'll bring over dis tray of goodies."

Tabitha

"Tabitha Kitten" wrote in message
...
Cleopatra strolls to the buffet table and loads up a platter with a
little bit of everything. TV joins her, filling four glasses with the
excellent nip wines. Cleo and TV head for a large cushion under a
sycamore tree and wave for Mlle. Anais and Tiger to join them. "Mlle.
Anais, I am so very impressed! Your uncle and aunt have such an
impressive operation, and they are such hospitable hosts!"

Tabitha and Harri kitten-bounce into the buffet area, drooling over the
wonderful choices. In their excitement they bounce into the buffet
table, rocking it just enough to cause the wine bottles to clink
together. Seeing that they are in danger of creating havoc, both kittens
force themselves to calm down a little. Tabitha begins preparing a tray
with several dishes of cream and a little bit of all the different kinds
of food. "Rebecca, Sundance, if you guyz wants to find us a good place
to sit I'll bring over dis tray of goodies."

Tabitha

H'lo....hiya....
Rebecca inbited me tu joyn yuawl fur luntsh.
OO000ooo wat luffurrlee foodz...
I habent bin eeting mutsh laytelee.

Pitoonya AKA Sweetee

"Pitoonya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...

"Tabitha Kitten" wrote in message
...

Tabitha and Harri kitten-bounce into the buffet area, drooling over the
wonderful choices. In their excitement they bounce into the buffet
table, rocking it just enough to cause the wine bottles to clink
together. Seeing that they are in danger of creating havoc, both kittens
force themselves to calm down a little. Tabitha begins preparing a tray
with several dishes of cream and a little bit of all the different kinds
of food. "Rebecca, Sundance, if you guyz wants to find us a good place
to sit I'll bring over dis tray of goodies."

Tabitha

H'lo....hiya....
Rebecca inbited me tu joyn yuawl fur luntsh.
OO000ooo wat luffurrlee foodz...
I habent bin eeting mutsh laytelee.

Pitoonya AKA Sweetee

Oh, yoo iz heer alreddy! Gudgud! Dere iz awl kinds ub fudz heer, an yur
rite, dey duz look gud. I fingk Sundance is sabing usses a place ober dere
unner doze treez. I hope yoo duznt mind dat we iznt awl girlkittees like
yoo were fingking -- Sundance an Harri iz honorari brofur an sisfur an da 4
ub usses is sharin a staterum on da trane. Sundance can be furry nice wuntz
yoo gitz to kno him.
--
Rebecca, glad that Pitoonya came to lunch

On Thu, 6 Jan 2005 18:30:50 -0800, Pitoonya AKA Sweetee wrote:

H'lo....hiya....
Rebecca inbited me tu joyn yuawl fur luntsh.
OO000ooo wat luffurrlee foodz...
I habent bin eeting mutsh laytelee.

Pitoonya AKA Sweetee

Hihi Pitoonya!

I'ze glad dat yoo joyned usses fur lunch! Derez all kynds uf goodiez heer.
Wood yoo like sum creem while yur waitink fur da gurls to brink da fuds?
--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
1/6/2005 11:39:31 PM
anais+at+electric-ink+dot+com

"Mlle. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message
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On Thu, 6 Jan 2005 18:30:50 -0800, Pitoonya AKA Sweetee wrote:

H'lo....hiya....
Rebecca inbited me tu joyn yuawl fur luntsh.
OO000ooo wat luffurrlee foodz...
I habent bin eeting mutsh laytelee.

Pitoonya AKA Sweetee

Hihi Pitoonya!

I'ze glad dat yoo joyned usses fur lunch! Derez all kynds uf goodiez heer.
Wood yoo like sum creem while yur waitink fur da gurls to brink da fuds?
--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs

I dunt kno dat I ebber had creem befurr...
I'yl be kayerful an olny hab uh liddul bitty bit.
Dat shud be hokay, huh? hezutentlee

Pitoonya