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part 4; the final chapter
On 5/29/2011 5:19 PM, Storrmmee wrote: gently shredded... Trudi wakes with a start, and as it always is, when one beleives in the higher powers that operate the universe, she knows that no matter how painful, things are as they are meant to be, and that eventually that everycat, and every hoomin will one day meet agin... How bootiful dis dat yu rote. Weze r in sorrow fur da departur to da bridj of Mme Anais an der is lotz of MMS in ar house. Booker, fur hiz house |
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part 4; the final chapter
fang ursef fur dat, owrz howze misses hersef terriblee, she haz beenda purt
of owrz howze fur suchalongtime. Trudi "Booker" wrote in message ... On 5/29/2011 5:19 PM, Storrmmee wrote: gently shredded... Trudi wakes with a start, and as it always is, when one beleives in the higher powers that operate the universe, she knows that no matter how painful, things are as they are meant to be, and that eventually that everycat, and every hoomin will one day meet agin... How bootiful dis dat yu rote. Weze r in sorrow fur da departur to da bridj of Mme Anais an der is lotz of MMS in ar house. Booker, fur hiz house |
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part 4; the final chapter
Dat wuz a bootiful telling, Anti Soft.
Rebecca |
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part 4; the final chapter
she deserved much more...
"Rebecca" wrote in message ... Dat wuz a bootiful telling, Anti Soft. Rebecca |
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part 4; the final chapter
Dis iz uh bootiful story Auntie Soft n dere r uh LOT uff MMS at diz howse n
at mai winks MeOwy's tew. We luffs awl uff owr frendz, n miss da unes dat hab gone tew da Bridge. Owr howse styl missus Mutt,[aka Waldo] hoo wint tew RB Dec 7 2007, n Ma n Pa styl git wadder en dere eyes wen dey thimk uff hym. Hym is saying hullo tew Mme Anais at da Bridge tew..Mutt wuz uh vury polite frend. Huggies n nosepoinks tew awl owr frendz heer at diz tyme uff sadness, Unka Will, dat iz uh bootiful pome yew roted. *sniff* Wee luff yew awl. Mosey n MeOwy ---sadsad fur da losses n happee fur owr frendz dat we got heer . ~~~~~~~~~~~~ trudi returns to herown hut where jack has orderd a lite brekee anna encourages her to eat then take a nap... trudi piks atta fudz den decides a nap is in order... as trudi sleeps she becomes aware of a oh so familar engine running, she gets up and sees, Mme. A.'s blue and white t bird it takes off at a very high rate of speed becoming airborn, trudi watches as it goes into the distance... she can see a faint rainbow in the distance... she finds herself on a faintly violette cloud watching the proceedings... as the car approaches the rainbow it is suddenly brought to a halt at the edge of the bridge... a very frail and slightly dishevelled Mme. A. exits the car, she puts two feet on the tip of the rainbow and she stares intently across the bridge, a familar gravelly voice calls owt, you have done well my love, unfortunately the bridge does not allow any mechanical thing here, i had to lave my cycle at the edge as you must do with your car, there is no need for anything mechanical here the food both kibble and gooshey is always near in a full bowl, the wine and rum for the hoomins is always fresh and in a bottle that doesn't need a corkscrew and their glasses never go empty as their buffett never does either... now you must come across on your own to wait for the hoomin who so richly deserved your love... Mme. A. smiles weakly at herown husband kitty she takes a few tentative steps, as she walks, her hair becomes silken, shiney and is once again in place... she begins to walk with the showgirl kitty confidince she was blessed with throught her life... at the half way point she looks over the side of the bridge, she sees her friends on the beech in janaka, she sheds a tear for her friends, especially the rasta cat with whom she had shared dinner with and enjoyed hersefl so much with... she takes a few more steps and looks over the other side... she sees her hoomin, the hoomin who was the only one she was fond enough to leave her show cattery for, the one hoomin who was worth the effort to keep getting on his lap to convince him that it was she and not that little white persian who was meant for him, she sheds a tear of sadness for having to leave him, then a tear of joy at the thought of him caring to very much to do what was best for her and not himself... she thinks, one day mine hoomin, you will find anofur kitty, i will help this kitty will be as in need of love as you are and you will be happy again, then she turns back to the bridge, she gets stronger, younger and more beautiful with every step... when she reaches the last few steps, she turns, has one last look at her car, her friends and her hoomin... she runs then into the open paws of the waiting tiger and cries tears of sadness and joy while her other friends who have gone before crowd arownd to welcome her to the bridge... Trudi wakes with a start, and as it always is, when one beleives in the higher powers that operate the universe, she knows that no matter how painful, things are as they are meant to be, and that eventually that everycat, and every hoomin will one day meet agin... |
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part 4; the final chapter
Dis iz uh bootiful story Auntie Soft n dere r uh LOT uff MMS at diz howse n at mai winks MeOwy's tew. We luffs awl uff owr frendz, n miss da unes dat hab gone tew da Bridge. Owr howse styl missus Mutt,[aka Waldo] hoo wint tew RB Dec 7 2007, n Ma n Pa styl git wadder en dere eyes wen dey thimk uff hym. Hym is saying hullo tew Mme Anais at da Bridge tew..Mutt wuz uh vury polite frend. Huggies n nosepoinks tew awl owr frendz heer at diz tyme uff sadness, Unka Will, dat iz uh bootiful pome yew roted. *sniff* .......""SOB"". MeOwy, clutching paws tewgeffur- Wee luff yew awl. Mosey n MeOwy ---sadsad fur da losses n happee fur owr frendz dat we got heer . ~~~~~~~~~~~~ trudi returns to herown hut where jack has orderd a lite brekee anna encourages her to eat then take a nap... trudi piks atta fudz den decides a nap is in order... as trudi sleeps she becomes aware of a oh so familar engine running, she gets up and sees, Mme. A.'s blue and white t bird it takes off at a very high rate of speed becoming airborn, trudi watches as it goes into the distance... she can see a faint rainbow in the distance... she finds herself on a faintly violette cloud watching the proceedings... as the car approaches the rainbow it is suddenly brought to a halt at the edge of the bridge... a very frail and slightly dishevelled Mme. A. exits the car, she puts two feet on the tip of the rainbow and she stares intently across the bridge, a familar gravelly voice calls owt, you have done well my love, unfortunately the bridge does not allow any mechanical thing here, i had to lave my cycle at the edge as you must do with your car, there is no need for anything mechanical here the food both kibble and gooshey is always near in a full bowl, the wine and rum for the hoomins is always fresh and in a bottle that doesn't need a corkscrew and their glasses never go empty as their buffett never does either... now you must come across on your own to wait for the hoomin who so richly deserved your love... Mme. A. smiles weakly at herown husband kitty she takes a few tentative steps, as she walks, her hair becomes silken, shiney and is once again in place... she begins to walk with the showgirl kitty confidince she was blessed with throught her life... at the half way point she looks over the side of the bridge, she sees her friends on the beech in janaka, she sheds a tear for her friends, especially the rasta cat with whom she had shared dinner with and enjoyed hersefl so much with... she takes a few more steps and looks over the other side... she sees her hoomin, the hoomin who was the only one she was fond enough to leave her show cattery for, the one hoomin who was worth the effort to keep getting on his lap to convince him that it was she and not that little white persian who was meant for him, she sheds a tear of sadness for having to leave him, then a tear of joy at the thought of him caring to very much to do what was best for her and not himself... she thinks, one day mine hoomin, you will find anofur kitty, i will help this kitty will be as in need of love as you are and you will be happy again, then she turns back to the bridge, she gets stronger, younger and more beautiful with every step... when she reaches the last few steps, she turns, has one last look at her car, her friends and her hoomin... she runs then into the open paws of the waiting tiger and cries tears of sadness and joy while her other friends who have gone before crowd arownd to welcome her to the bridge... Trudi wakes with a start, and as it always is, when one beleives in the higher powers that operate the universe, she knows that no matter how painful, things are as they are meant to be, and that eventually that everycat, and every hoomin will one day meet agin... |
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