At the luau

On Sat, 10 Jun 2006 16:39:03 -0700, RPCC Kitties's nimble, little paws
typed:

Alright, efurrybody, the abalone kabobs are done! Come help yourselves.

Jocko

Mmmm, dey lukd tasty, my luf. Why don't you get sum fur owrselves,
pleeze?
--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs
6/11/2006 12:37:42 AM
anais_737+at+verizon+dot+net

Yes, Toonya Sweetee, itz furry wunnerful! Bein heer wif yoo in dis bootiful
place, wif owr old frendz an sum noo wunz, an a wunnerful feest kummin...
It duznt git much bedderer dan dis, essept maybe when weze akshully eetin!

Sundance

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
Very soon, shellfishy aromaz fill the air, as the smoke blends with the
moonlight.
The sound of wavez rippling rocks on the beach can be heard in the near
distance.
Warm breezez ripple the kitties furz.

Oh Sundance, izunt diz wunnerfool???
--
Pitö.önya

Wud ja lyke sum lobsters, crabs, mussels, and scallops wiff yur tropikul
drinkee?.
--
Pitö.önya

[Sundance's eyes open wide at the sight of all the wonderful seafood.]

"RPCC Kitties" wrote in message
news
[As the kitties start to arrive, things start to get busy. Out on Pebbly
Beach, near the southeast corner of the island, a large fire pit is full
of wood burning high and crackling. The smoke is quite fragrant,
suggesting that a good part of the burning wood is mesquite and orange.

Sunset is approaching, with a beautiful orange/pink glow in the eastern
sky. Kitties who walk a little bit to the south along the beach are
easily
able to see the glow, while the kitties near the fire pit are shaded by
the high cliffs.

As everyone mingles and meows, enjoying the nip tea, nip wine, and nip
beer, a sound can be heard in the distance. It sounds like a series of
explosions is drawing near! Kitties take shelter behind rocks and logs,
wondering if a war is heading towards them. Moments later a aging golf
cart, driven by a couple of scraggly kitties, is seen tooling down the
beach towards the luau area. As the cart draws near, the drivercat slams
on the brakes, locks the wheels, and spins out, finally stopping just
feet
from the edge of the fire.]

Jocko: Hey, Gruf, welcome back! How was the fishing? Looks like you've
got
more goodies than usual there. Everykitty, this is my bud Gruf and his
chick Lana. They've been fishing over on the other side of the island.

Here, let's get unloaded and get things underway.

[Jocko and Gruf fetch a couple large bushel baskets of wet seaweed from
the cart. They throw a thick layer on top of the fire. They then return
with a basket of clams and spread them on top of the seaweed. This is
followed by another layer of seaweed, then a layer of lobsters,
crabs, mussels, and scallops. Finally another layer of seaweed is added,
then topped off with skewers of abalone steaks.]

Ok, everykitty, we'll be ready to start eating in just a few minutes!

Jocko

Yes, yes, yes, an yes, fangu, Toonya!

Sundance, starting to salivate

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...

Wud ja lyke sum lobsters, crabs, mussels, and scallops wiff yur tropikul
drinkee?.
--
Pitö.önya

[Sundance's eyes open wide at the sight of all the wonderful seafood.]

"RPCC Kitties" wrote in message
news
[As the kitties start to arrive, things start to get busy. Out on Pebbly
Beach, near the southeast corner of the island, a large fire pit is full
of wood burning high and crackling. The smoke is quite fragrant,
suggesting that a good part of the burning wood is mesquite and orange.

Sunset is approaching, with a beautiful orange/pink glow in the eastern
sky. Kitties who walk a little bit to the south along the beach are
easily
able to see the glow, while the kitties near the fire pit are shaded by
the high cliffs.

As everyone mingles and meows, enjoying the nip tea, nip wine, and nip
beer, a sound can be heard in the distance. It sounds like a series of
explosions is drawing near! Kitties take shelter behind rocks and logs,
wondering if a war is heading towards them. Moments later a aging golf
cart, driven by a couple of scraggly kitties, is seen tooling down the
beach towards the luau area. As the cart draws near, the drivercat slams
on the brakes, locks the wheels, and spins out, finally stopping just
feet
from the edge of the fire.]

Jocko: Hey, Gruf, welcome back! How was the fishing? Looks like you've
got
more goodies than usual there. Everykitty, this is my bud Gruf and his
chick Lana. They've been fishing over on the other side of the island.

Here, let's get unloaded and get things underway.

[Jocko and Gruf fetch a couple large bushel baskets of wet seaweed from
the cart. They throw a thick layer on top of the fire. They then return
with a basket of clams and spread them on top of the seaweed. This is
followed by another layer of seaweed, then a layer of lobsters,
crabs, mussels, and scallops. Finally another layer of seaweed is added,
then topped off with skewers of abalone steaks.]

Ok, everykitty, we'll be ready to start eating in just a few minutes!

Jocko

Tiger anna hiz howze raize derown glazzes agin...
Inspector Jacques Chat-Clouseau wrote in message
...
On Sat, 10 Jun 2006 16:39:03 -0700, RPCC Kitties's little, agile paws
typed:

Alright, efurrybody, the abalone kabobs are done! Come help yourselves.

Jocko

Ahhh, but first a toast:

[lifts his wine glass]

"To gud frends and gud fuds: may zey always be wif us!"

--
à bientôt,

Jacques

Tiger rushes ofur to get da fudz, her we goez, Tiger, puttin down a huge
platter, knoin dat the dainti wifekitty won't eat dat much...
Mme. Anaïs ^..^ wrote in message
...
On Sat, 10 Jun 2006 16:39:03 -0700, RPCC Kitties's nimble, little paws
typed:

Alright, efurrybody, the abalone kabobs are done! Come help yourselves.

Jocko

Mmmm, dey lukd tasty, my luf. Why don't you get sum fur owrselves,
pleeze?
--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs
6/11/2006 12:37:42 AM
anais_737+at+verizon+dot+net

[The teleporter twinkles, winkles, and shines, and out steps
Stormmee, and her escort, Cousin Rosco.]

We're here! And we bought cocktail sauce for the shrimp!

Cousin Rosco P. Catrane, Age 1
Junior Tabby In Residence

[As the kitties start to arrive, things start to get busy. Out
on Pebbly
Beach, near the southeast corner of the island, a large fire
pit is full
of wood burning high and crackling. The smoke is quite
fragrant,
suggesting that a good part of the burning wood is mesquite and
orange.

Sunset is approaching, with a beautiful orange/pink glow in the
eastern
sky. Kitties who walk a little bit to the south along the beach
are easily
able to see the glow, while the kitties near the fire pit are
shaded by
the high cliffs.

As everyone mingles and meows, enjoying the nip tea, nip wine,
and nip
beer, a sound can be heard in the distance. It sounds like a
series of
explosions is drawing near! Kitties take shelter behind rocks
and logs,
wondering if a war is heading towards them. Moments later a
aging golf
cart, driven by a couple of scraggly kitties, is seen tooling
down the
beach towards the luau area. As the cart draws near, the
drivercat slams
on the brakes, locks the wheels, and spins out, finally
stopping just feet
from the edge of the fire.]

Jocko: Hey, Gruf, welcome back! How was the fishing? Looks like
you've got
more goodies than usual there. Everykitty, this is my bud Gruf
and his
chick Lana. They've been fishing over on the other side of the
island.

Here, let's get unloaded and get things underway.

[Jocko and Gruf fetch a couple large bushel baskets of wet
seaweed from
the cart. They throw a thick layer on top of the fire. They
then return
with a basket of clams and spread them on top of the seaweed.
This is
followed by another layer of seaweed, then a layer of lobsters,
crabs, mussels, and scallops. Finally another layer of seaweed
is added,
then topped off with skewers of abalone steaks.]

Ok, everykitty, we'll be ready to start eating in just a few
minutes!

Jocko

anna diz iz gonna be funfunfun... i lofez shrimpeez anna ani fisiez...
Stormmee,...sees Tiger and makes a concerted effort to contain herownsef...
is only partialli successzul...
ChildFree23 wrote in message
ink.net...
[The teleporter twinkles, winkles, and shines, and out steps
Stormmee, and her escort, Cousin Rosco.]

We're here! And we bought cocktail sauce for the shrimp!

Cousin Rosco P. Catrane, Age 1
Junior Tabby In Residence

[As the kitties start to arrive, things start to get busy. Out
on Pebbly
Beach, near the southeast corner of the island, a large fire
pit is full
of wood burning high and crackling. The smoke is quite
fragrant,
suggesting that a good part of the burning wood is mesquite and
orange.

Sunset is approaching, with a beautiful orange/pink glow in the
eastern
sky. Kitties who walk a little bit to the south along the beach
are easily
able to see the glow, while the kitties near the fire pit are
shaded by
the high cliffs.

As everyone mingles and meows, enjoying the nip tea, nip wine,
and nip
beer, a sound can be heard in the distance. It sounds like a
series of
explosions is drawing near! Kitties take shelter behind rocks
and logs,
wondering if a war is heading towards them. Moments later a
aging golf
cart, driven by a couple of scraggly kitties, is seen tooling
down the
beach towards the luau area. As the cart draws near, the
drivercat slams
on the brakes, locks the wheels, and spins out, finally
stopping just feet
from the edge of the fire.]

Jocko: Hey, Gruf, welcome back! How was the fishing? Looks like
you've got
more goodies than usual there. Everykitty, this is my bud Gruf
and his
chick Lana. They've been fishing over on the other side of the
island.

Here, let's get unloaded and get things underway.

[Jocko and Gruf fetch a couple large bushel baskets of wet
seaweed from
the cart. They throw a thick layer on top of the fire. They
then return
with a basket of clams and spread them on top of the seaweed.
This is
followed by another layer of seaweed, then a layer of lobsters,
crabs, mussels, and scallops. Finally another layer of seaweed
is added,
then topped off with skewers of abalone steaks.]

Ok, everykitty, we'll be ready to start eating in just a few
minutes!

Jocko

Why does Tiger insist you contain yourownself? Doesn't he know
you're just a kitten?

Cousin Rosco, defensively

"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
anna diz iz gonna be funfunfun... i lofez shrimpeez anna ani
fisiez...
Stormmee,...sees Tiger and makes a concerted effort to contain
herownsef...
is only partialli successzul...
ChildFree23 wrote in message
ink.net...
[The teleporter twinkles, winkles, and shines, and out steps
Stormmee, and her escort, Cousin Rosco.]

We're here! And we bought cocktail sauce for the shrimp!

Cousin Rosco P. Catrane, Age 1
Junior Tabby In Residence

[As the kitties start to arrive, things start to get busy.
Out
on Pebbly
Beach, near the southeast corner of the island, a large fire
pit is full
of wood burning high and crackling. The smoke is quite
fragrant,
suggesting that a good part of the burning wood is mesquite
and
orange.

Sunset is approaching, with a beautiful orange/pink glow in
the
eastern
sky. Kitties who walk a little bit to the south along the
beach
are easily
able to see the glow, while the kitties near the fire pit
are
shaded by
the high cliffs.

As everyone mingles and meows, enjoying the nip tea, nip
wine,
and nip
beer, a sound can be heard in the distance. It sounds like a
series of
explosions is drawing near! Kitties take shelter behind
rocks
and logs,
wondering if a war is heading towards them. Moments later a
aging golf
cart, driven by a couple of scraggly kitties, is seen
tooling
down the
beach towards the luau area. As the cart draws near, the
drivercat slams
on the brakes, locks the wheels, and spins out, finally
stopping just feet
from the edge of the fire.]

Jocko: Hey, Gruf, welcome back! How was the fishing? Looks
like
you've got
more goodies than usual there. Everykitty, this is my bud
Gruf
and his
chick Lana. They've been fishing over on the other side of
the
island.

Here, let's get unloaded and get things underway.

[Jocko and Gruf fetch a couple large bushel baskets of wet
seaweed from
the cart. They throw a thick layer on top of the fire. They
then return
with a basket of clams and spread them on top of the
seaweed.
This is
followed by another layer of seaweed, then a layer of
lobsters,
crabs, mussels, and scallops. Finally another layer of
seaweed
is added,
then topped off with skewers of abalone steaks.]

Ok, everykitty, we'll be ready to start eating in just a few
minutes!

Jocko

He iz owlde anna kranki anna owlde anna did i say kranki, juzt kuz i iz alla
time tryinta play wif hizself, anna itself bakfired on hizself, kuz furri
getted mineself a playmate so der!!! Stormee
ChildFree23 wrote in message
ink.net...
Why does Tiger insist you contain yourownself? Doesn't he know
you're just a kitten?

Cousin Rosco, defensively

"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
anna diz iz gonna be funfunfun... i lofez shrimpeez anna ani
fisiez...
Stormmee,...sees Tiger and makes a concerted effort to contain
herownsef...
is only partialli successzul...
ChildFree23 wrote in message
ink.net...
[The teleporter twinkles, winkles, and shines, and out steps
Stormmee, and her escort, Cousin Rosco.]

We're here! And we bought cocktail sauce for the shrimp!

Cousin Rosco P. Catrane, Age 1
Junior Tabby In Residence

[As the kitties start to arrive, things start to get busy.
Out
on Pebbly
Beach, near the southeast corner of the island, a large fire
pit is full
of wood burning high and crackling. The smoke is quite
fragrant,
suggesting that a good part of the burning wood is mesquite
and
orange.

Sunset is approaching, with a beautiful orange/pink glow in
the
eastern
sky. Kitties who walk a little bit to the south along the
beach
are easily
able to see the glow, while the kitties near the fire pit
are
shaded by
the high cliffs.

As everyone mingles and meows, enjoying the nip tea, nip
wine,
and nip
beer, a sound can be heard in the distance. It sounds like a
series of
explosions is drawing near! Kitties take shelter behind
rocks
and logs,
wondering if a war is heading towards them. Moments later a
aging golf
cart, driven by a couple of scraggly kitties, is seen
tooling
down the
beach towards the luau area. As the cart draws near, the
drivercat slams
on the brakes, locks the wheels, and spins out, finally
stopping just feet
from the edge of the fire.]

Jocko: Hey, Gruf, welcome back! How was the fishing? Looks
like
you've got
more goodies than usual there. Everykitty, this is my bud
Gruf
and his
chick Lana. They've been fishing over on the other side of
the
island.

Here, let's get unloaded and get things underway.

[Jocko and Gruf fetch a couple large bushel baskets of wet
seaweed from
the cart. They throw a thick layer on top of the fire. They
then return
with a basket of clams and spread them on top of the
seaweed.
This is
followed by another layer of seaweed, then a layer of
lobsters,
crabs, mussels, and scallops. Finally another layer of
seaweed
is added,
then topped off with skewers of abalone steaks.]

Ok, everykitty, we'll be ready to start eating in just a few
minutes!

Jocko