Return fwum da ded.

Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

diz iza horrible storee... purleze find minez letter tu ursef, dat sujekt
line iz dear jack... Trudi thrilled her jack iz ok now
"rafflescat" wrote in message
...
Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

Weh r so gwad tu heer frum yu awl n BOSH on dat dum floomosnster dat yu n
yer hoomins gottid.
Weh wuz vury catsurned ubaowt yu awl..
yeUP, Trudi iz uhrown heer sum pwase.
STAI bedder.


Luffs
Mosey, Meowy, owr bitties, Tygur n Mayzy, PookyKat, Sqweex, Pipps , BobQat n
Mimzy



Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

Willow perks up her ears. I wud swearz I herd Harry. There is only quiet
so she lays back down and continues nappink.

"Storrmmee" wrote in message ...

diz iza horrible storee... purleze find minez letter tu ursef, dat sujekt
line iz dear jack... Trudi thrilled her jack iz ok now
"rafflescat" wrote in message
...
Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

On Nov 16, 9:19*pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
diz iza horrible storee... purleze find minez letter tu ursef, dat sujekt
line iz dear jack... Trudi thrilled her jack iz ok now"rafflescat" wrote in message

...







Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided *she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] *Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

Little blak n wite kitty waves his paw and frows kisses tu Trudi.
Totters off to his wittle bed cos hees convawescented fingy. But! He
will weeturn!

On Nov 16, 9:24*pm, "Mosey =^..^=" wrote:
Weh r so gwad tu heer frum yu awl n BOSH on dat dum floomosnster dat yu n
yer hoomins gottid.
Weh wuz vury catsurned ubaowt yu awl..
yeUP, Trudi iz uhrown heer sum pwase.
STAI bedder.

Luffs
Mosey, Meowy, owr bitties, Tygur n Mayzy, PookyKat, Sqweex, Pipps , BobQat n
Mimzy


Awh! Fangu furrendz! We will be back on form soon! Cant say da same
bowt Meomie doe!

On Nov 16, 9:52*pm, "Gramby" wrote:
Willow perks up her ears. *I wud swearz I herd Harry. *There is only quiet
so she lays back down and continues nappink.

"Storrmmee" *wrote in ...

diz iza horrible storee... purleze find minez letter tu ursef, dat sujekt
line iz dear jack... Trudi thrilled her jack iz ok now"rafflescat" wrote in message

...







Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided *she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] *Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

Harry looks over to where he thought he heard Willows voice, then
decides his ears still have the cold. He sighs and curls up again.

trudi snuggles down atta nappin kwazz ta wait fur jackz anzwer
"rafflescat" wrote in message
...
On Nov 16, 9:19 pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
diz iza horrible storee... purleze find minez letter tu ursef, dat sujekt
line iz dear jack... Trudi thrilled her jack iz ok now"rafflescat"
wrote in message

...







Little black and white cat peeps around the corner, flattens his ears
and clears his throat.

Hewwo fwends, Jack heer...dus enny of yuse wememfur me?? Dis is a wong
wong story but awl twue.
Meomie hadda cold n wus [akordin tu hur] dyin of dis cold. Paw had thu
cold furst n gaved it tu Meomie. Dat cold wasted a wongwong tyme, den
Meomie feeled gud agen.
Twu days aftur Meomie deesided she wusnt gonna dye, she took it agen!
Agen! Dat wus bad enuff, awl da moanin n gwoanin, but den ME tuke it!
Den Harry tuke it! Den Sukie tuke it! Awl sniffin n sneezin n coffin.
Harry wus sik a lot n wost a wot of wate. Sukie went n hid in hur
igwoo n wus a wittle soul, sniffin n sneezin.She wus cwying wiff
teers!
Meomie wus wurrit, she fott we awl hadda fwue, but da TED sed it
wusnt unheard of fur kittiez tu catch thu cold fwum hoomins [Meomie
always fott dat coodn't happen] So fangu Paw n Meomie!
Wees awl feelin bedder naow, not coffin ennymore n eetin agen. Harry's
fine, notted beein sik naow, n Sukie is wookin fine tuu.

[Jack peeks around the corner,looking for Trudi] Has ennywun seen
Trudi??

Old age doesn't come itself they say. How true! We are all getting
better now, but I thought I was going to lose Sukie and Harry. They
were really ill. They are all up to date with their shots but I
honestly thought they had cat flu. I am so glad they are now all okay.
Sukie was the last one to perk up, I had her segregated, I needed to
know what she was taking in and putting out (-;
Today she was sitting waiting for me opening the door and ran
downstairs as normal - boy, was I glad!
I just got back to work today and am playing catch up. Bah humbug!
Bess

Little blak n wite kitty waves his paw and frows kisses tu Trudi.
Totters off to his wittle bed cos hees convawescented fingy. But! He
will weeturn!

We iz so happi tu heer yu iz all well. This iz a furry skary story! Ower
Meomie offin gits da kolds evun tho she alzo gits shot fur thu floo (hur
TED sez thu floo shot duznt pertek aginst kolds). She thot fur sure she
cudnt catch cat kolds or floos an we cudnt catch hoomin kolds or floos.
So wen shez feelin sik, we, lyke thu kind soles we iz, is offin
comfurtin hur by lyin on hur chest wile shez inna bed or distraktin hur
frum hur sikness by gittin hur tu pet usses. We neffur noo we cud be
riskin ower own helf!!!

Sam & Cinnamon

but ursef hasta comfurt dem so dey getz betterer soon, ursef knowz dat
purpur pet kare iz beree impurtint az hoominz iz mozt fragile... Trudi,
watin anxiouslee fur jacks anzwer to herown letter
"Cheryl" wrote in message
...
We iz so happi tu heer yu iz all well. This iz a furry skary story! Ower
Meomie offin gits da kolds evun tho she alzo gits shot fur thu floo (hur
TED sez thu floo shot duznt pertek aginst kolds). She thot fur sure she
cudnt catch cat kolds or floos an we cudnt catch hoomin kolds or floos. So
wen shez feelin sik, we, lyke thu kind soles we iz, is offin comfurtin hur
by lyin on hur chest wile shez inna bed or distraktin hur frum hur sikness
by gittin hur tu pet usses. We neffur noo we cud be riskin ower own
helf!!!

Sam & Cinnamon