Itz awlmost Jamaica!

Hihi, Anaïs, kan I joyn yurownself? Hercule haz disapeered to sumplase. I
muss say, dis trip seemz to be a big suksess!

Rebecca

[Rebecca overhears]

Itz alwaze OK to be awe-naturel! We haz bootiful furz an dey duznt haz to be
cuvvered up awl da time.

Rebecca

Mmm, Toonya, dat awl sownz wunnerful!

Sundance

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
YoooHoooo Concierge...

Sundance and I would like tu put in ower order neow, if yu dunt mynd...
We wyll tele-port ashore, please arranje thiz.

And Sundance and I wyll have a Hut Furr Twu
with
A Refrifgomolator wif lotza fuds,
a wet-bar but not tuu wet, wiff melted dry ice insted of watermonsters

a hot tub, not tuu hot, wiff melted dry ice insted of watermonsters
Insted ov da watermonstur bed, may we hab a SweepNumbur bed,
Wiff feffur bed coffur onnit?
an uh snak bar wiff assortid pounceez, tuna rolls, Mousesikulz©,
and da yusual akrootrimentz.
--
Pitô.ônya


"Sundance" wrote in message
...
Sownz gud to myownself. Fur me, I wantz at leest wun uv doze
refurgamolatorz.

I duznt mind portin, in fack I will port wif yurownself.

Sundance

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
Purrobabblee uh hut furr twu wif hottie tottie tubie
an uh snak bar?

An I tik I wud raddur port tu shore, iffin yuz dunt mynd?
--
Pitô.ônya

"Sundance" wrote in message
...
Toonya, whut kind uv acommydashunz wud yurownself like?

Sundance

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...
[On the sundeck, a petite-Persian girl, in a white
linen sundress and a broad-brimmed straw hat reads
the Mew Yawker. the ship's PA comes on]

Meow Kitties!

This is the Captain. Within the hour, we will be
pulling into Montego Bay; tenders will be
available to take you to shore, or for the kitties
who don't like boats, they can 'port ashore and
the staff will take their luggage ashore. Here is
RastaCatJohn to tell you about the accomodations.

Hey Kitties! This is RastaCatJohn. Soon you will
se da azoor bloo waterz ob Montego Bay, and on the
white sand beack are our accomodations. Yes,
kitties, little red tile roofed, white stucck huts
for one two or more kitties. Waterbeds!
Refifgomolatorz wif fuds! A wet-bar and hot tub in
eech!

So kitties, when you get ashore tell da concierge
what your liddle heatz desirez!

And rest up in da afternoon, beclawz we haff
cocktailz and den dinner al fresk on da beech!

And in da comink dayz, a tour ob rum
distillieries! Scuba Divink. Or laying on da beech
and doink nuffin but drink rum and haff nip! Itz
yur choice.

So haff a good day, and I will see yoo at da
cocktail hour!
--
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

4/2/2011 7:31:15 PM

hi rebecca,

getz one of deze cocktailz wiffa rum anna cheree stuffz... it iz beree gud,
i guezz da mencatz iz dowin sumfin, i hazt not seed jack sinze da danze ,
trudi hopin he hazn't wented home
"Rebecca" wrote in message
...
Hihi, Anaïs, kan I joyn yurownself? Hercule haz disapeered to sumplase. I
muss say, dis trip seemz to be a big suksess!

Rebecca

Hihi Anaïs!!!
In blak kick-skirt pantz an sheer flowered top over a
red spagetti string halter top, P2nya lookz spiffy
I wuz reddy b4 Sunnydance, so I kayme deown tu
joyne yuz. I'yl try wunna doz El Floridita tuu, furra chaynje.
--
Pitô.ônya

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...
Anaïs returns to her room to freshen up before the
cocktail party and dinner. She takes a leisurely
bath, and as she's brushing her fur,
RastaCatJohn's voice comes over the PA:

"Meow kitties! It's almost sundown! In about an
hour the cocktail party on the beach will begin!
Oh kitties, we'll have fun! We have the best
selection of nip-rum on the island! Wonderful
cocktails! And we'll have snacks of Jamaican
patties, bite-sized squares of fried salt-fish and
yucca - for tradishunal kitties, we'll haff a
crayfishees boil! And for your listening pleasure,
music will be provided by a steel-drum band.

And after we've had time to socialize over
cocktails, mon, we'll have dinner! Our chefs have
prepared traditional Jamaican foods like: curried
goat, ackee, salt fish, jerk chicken, coconut
shrimp, spicy lobster and pepper stew.

After dinner, for the older kitties, we'll have
traditional calypso singers! And den we'll awl do
da limbo dance! And my son Miles will take the
younger kitties with him down the beach to a cafe
with a dance floor with reggae music.

He laughs his booming laugh, and then, smiling
ear-to-ear sings:

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy,
you better chase all your cares away.
Shout hallelujah! C'mon get happy,
get ready for the judgement day.

So c'mon kitties, c'mon get happy! See you at da
beach!"

Anaïs puts a few dabs of perfume behind her ears,
and slips on a white linen dress, gold sandals,
and walks down to the beach.

She's the first kitty there, and she takes a
cushion at the bar.

"Do you know how to make an El Floridita?" she
asks the bar-cat?

"Oh madam!" he says, smiling, "We pride owrselbes
on rum cocktailz!! Ob Cawze!" He shakes it up, and
with a flourish, pours it into her cocktail glass.
"Cheers!" she brightly says to the bar-cat. "And
cheers to you, mon!" he replies.

She takes a sip, savors it, and relaxes, waiting
to see who will be the next kitty to arrive.

--
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

4/5/2011 7:44:27 PM

Hihi, Pitoonya, how iz myown sisfur-in-paw tuday? I bet dat Sundance wuz
takin anudder nap, wuznt he?

Rebecca

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
Hihi Anaïs!!!
In blak kick-skirt pantz an sheer flowered top over a
red spagetti string halter top, P2nya lookz spiffy
I wuz reddy b4 Sunnydance, so I kayme deown tu
joyne yuz. I'yl try wunna doz El Floridita tuu, furra chaynje.
--
Pitô.ônya

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...
Anaïs returns to her room to freshen up before the
cocktail party and dinner. She takes a leisurely
bath, and as she's brushing her fur,
RastaCatJohn's voice comes over the PA:

"Meow kitties! It's almost sundown! In about an
hour the cocktail party on the beach will begin!
Oh kitties, we'll have fun! We have the best
selection of nip-rum on the island! Wonderful
cocktails! And we'll have snacks of Jamaican
patties, bite-sized squares of fried salt-fish and
yucca - for tradishunal kitties, we'll haff a
crayfishees boil! And for your listening pleasure,
music will be provided by a steel-drum band.

And after we've had time to socialize over
cocktails, mon, we'll have dinner! Our chefs have
prepared traditional Jamaican foods like: curried
goat, ackee, salt fish, jerk chicken, coconut
shrimp, spicy lobster and pepper stew.

After dinner, for the older kitties, we'll have
traditional calypso singers! And den we'll awl do
da limbo dance! And my son Miles will take the
younger kitties with him down the beach to a cafe
with a dance floor with reggae music.

He laughs his booming laugh, and then, smiling
ear-to-ear sings:

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy,
you better chase all your cares away.
Shout hallelujah! C'mon get happy,
get ready for the judgement day.

So c'mon kitties, c'mon get happy! See you at da
beach!"

Anaïs puts a few dabs of perfume behind her ears,
and slips on a white linen dress, gold sandals,
and walks down to the beach.

She's the first kitty there, and she takes a
cushion at the bar.

"Do you know how to make an El Floridita?" she
asks the bar-cat?

"Oh madam!" he says, smiling, "We pride owrselbes
on rum cocktailz!! Ob Cawze!" He shakes it up, and
with a flourish, pours it into her cocktail glass.
"Cheers!" she brightly says to the bar-cat. "And
cheers to you, mon!" he replies.

She takes a sip, savors it, and relaxes, waiting
to see who will be the next kitty to arrive.

--
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

4/5/2011 7:44:27 PM

Hihi Bekky, He sed he wud aftur yet anuddur snak.
--
Pitô.ônya

"Rebecca" wrote in message
...
Hihi, Pitoonya, how iz myown sisfur-in-paw tuday? I bet dat Sundance
wuz takin anudder nap, wuznt he?

Rebecca

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
Hihi Anaïs!!!
In blak kick-skirt pantz an sheer flowered top over a
red spagetti string halter top, P2nya lookz spiffy
I wuz reddy b4 Sunnydance, so I kayme deown tu
joyne yuz. I'yl try wunna doz El Floridita tuu, furra chaynje.
--
Pitô.ônya

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...
Anaïs returns to her room to freshen up before the
cocktail party and dinner. She takes a leisurely
bath, and as she's brushing her fur,
RastaCatJohn's voice comes over the PA:

"Meow kitties! It's almost sundown! In about an
hour the cocktail party on the beach will begin!
Oh kitties, we'll have fun! We have the best
selection of nip-rum on the island! Wonderful
cocktails! And we'll have snacks of Jamaican
patties, bite-sized squares of fried salt-fish and
yucca - for tradishunal kitties, we'll haff a
crayfishees boil! And for your listening pleasure,
music will be provided by a steel-drum band.

And after we've had time to socialize over
cocktails, mon, we'll have dinner! Our chefs have
prepared traditional Jamaican foods like: curried
goat, ackee, salt fish, jerk chicken, coconut
shrimp, spicy lobster and pepper stew.

After dinner, for the older kitties, we'll have
traditional calypso singers! And den we'll awl do
da limbo dance! And my son Miles will take the
younger kitties with him down the beach to a cafe
with a dance floor with reggae music.

He laughs his booming laugh, and then, smiling
ear-to-ear sings:

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy,
you better chase all your cares away.
Shout hallelujah! C'mon get happy,
get ready for the judgement day.

So c'mon kitties, c'mon get happy! See you at da
beach!"

Anaïs puts a few dabs of perfume behind her ears,
and slips on a white linen dress, gold sandals,
and walks down to the beach.

She's the first kitty there, and she takes a
cushion at the bar.

"Do you know how to make an El Floridita?" she
asks the bar-cat?

"Oh madam!" he says, smiling, "We pride owrselbes
on rum cocktailz!! Ob Cawze!" He shakes it up, and
with a flourish, pours it into her cocktail glass.
"Cheers!" she brightly says to the bar-cat. "And
cheers to you, mon!" he replies.

She takes a sip, savors it, and relaxes, waiting
to see who will be the next kitty to arrive.

--
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

4/5/2011 7:44:27 PM

On Tue, 5 Apr 2011 20:02:53 -0700, Rebecca's nimble, little paws
typed:

Hihi, Anaïs, kan I joyn yurownself? Hercule haz disapeered to sumplase. I
muss say, dis trip seemz to be a big suksess!

Rebecca

Meow, Rebecca an Trudi!

Ob cawze! an hab on ob deze El Floriditas. Day is kwite tastee!
[Barcat shakes a double for Trudi and a single for Rebecca]

So Trudi, which boycat iz yoo sittink wif tonight?
--
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

4/6/2011 7:13:35 PM

On Tue, 5 Apr 2011 23:33:24 -0700, Pi2nya AKA Sweetee's nimble, little
paws typed:

Hihi Anaïs!!!
In blak kick-skirt pantz an sheer flowered top over a
red spagetti string halter top, P2nya lookz spiffy
I wuz reddy b4 Sunnydance, so I kayme deown tu
joyne yuz. I'yl try wunna doz El Floridita tuu, furra chaynje.
--
Pitô.ônya

Meow an Hihi!

Yes, pleeze sit wif usses and hab a cocktail! How's fings wif yoo?

--
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

4/6/2011 7:16:31 PM

i iz hopin dat jack wantsa sit wif minesef, himz iz berree eligant anna wise
anna juzt pwain kule,

Trudi, blushin jzta bit
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
. ..
On Tue, 5 Apr 2011 20:02:53 -0700, Rebecca's nimble, little paws
typed:

Hihi, Anaïs, kan I joyn yurownself? Hercule haz disapeered to sumplase. I
muss say, dis trip seemz to be a big suksess!

Rebecca

Meow, Rebecca an Trudi!

Ob cawze! an hab on ob deze El Floriditas. Day is kwite tastee!
[Barcat shakes a double for Trudi and a single for Rebecca]

So Trudi, which boycat iz yoo sittink wif tonight?
--
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

4/6/2011 7:13:35 PM