Tribyoot to Feather, House of Reich

Ize sorree I didn't git to meet Feather.

Rebecca

"Will in New Haven" wrote in message
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A small white Persian steps to the podium. He pauses and looks
nervously back into the crowd. A beautiful red Persion nods to him and
gestures him forward.

I wud wike to tak bout my fren Feather. He anna Uncl Bill mov in wif
us sum time ago. Frum wut he anna Uncl Bill said, he wussa miteee
hunter of da mousies wer dey wivved befor. We din haff no mouses
butted hee foun dat heee cud spen hissa tim hanging out wif mee, da
outnumburred boykitties stik togeffur, anna teechin all ofus pokr.

Hee wuz a byootiful black boykitty wiff short but furry nise hair anna
no wite onhim atall. Hee wuss shy wen he met uss an furry leery off
Bear but after wile he settled in. Hee wuz writin a book bout poker
for cats an hee wuz havin a grat tim. Hee wuz da lif of da partee an
my meowmee Maggie May fot uv him as anover sun. My sister Missy wuz
plannin to wedwink him, aldo he did not no it. Myown byootiful Sunrise
(nods to the red Persian) wuz furry fond uv hmm.

Den he got furry, furry sik. R Ted sed he hadda prolum in hissa
pankreeus anna it wuz furry, furry seryus. But he wuz sucha big,
strong kitty, much bigger dan me, dat I thought hee wud bee ok. Hee
talked to me bout hee wanned mee to tak car of his daddy Bill butted I
fot hee wuz gonna bee ok. But hee went to da bridge wun nite anna Uncl
Bill reeely needed all uv usses. Anhee still duz.

Winnie

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A Farewell

We say goodby a lot this time of day.

The sun is going down; the shadows grow too long.

We knew the day would end but still,

We say goodby too much this time of day.

Bill Reich
Copyright ©2001 Bill Reich