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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
Whut a tuchin tribyoot.
Rebecca, shedding a tear "forward for the RankinKatz" wrote in message ... What to say about Her Royal Highness, Princess Nosy? Miss TuffGirl Kitty. Who could wear a Kissamouse Tree skirt wif as much flair as ours sissfur? Or convince Mommy to do the hoomin-onna-string fing in the Out ofur an' ofur, even though efurry time she wailed like a banshee for hours when da funtime was over. Bobbie wailed, we mean, not Mommy. Mommy would just collapse into a slightly battered puddle of relief when she survived yet another outing. She'd say that putting the harness on an eager Bobbie, and taking it off an angry one, were like trying to lassoo a live cactus. Nobody fought greeblings or bag-monsters as bravely an' valiently as Miss Bobbie. She was an inspurration to the rest of us to guard our hoominz day an' night from them, even though the only thanks we got were "Will you STOP destroying everything in sight???" Tyler an' Bobbie started out kinda ruff -- he didn't appreciate Bobbie an' Dylan's arrival in his OnlyCat home one liddle bit, but the two teeny orange balls of fur slowly warmed his heart. She was a pro at the QUIET! Game when he explained the rules to her. He an' Bobbie was inseparable winkwinks fur many (but not enuff) happy years. She kept up da tradition of not appreciating noo arrivals for nine years, as the Three Rankinkatz became the Twenty. After a while, she furgot that da hissy-spit fits was supposed to stop after a while. But she was always Mommy's sweet liddle velcro kitty, her "baby girl." The last year of her life, when she was feelin' ofurwhelmed by all da noo bruvvers an' sissfurs, she all but lived atop a bookcase, behind the loveseat, or on Mommy's lap. Till that heartbreakin' morning when she didn't yell an enthusiastic good morning greeting to Mommy from her perch up high, an' Mommy found dat she had gone quietly to Rainbow Bridge in herz sleep behind da loveseat. It was such a shock, since she had just had her annual torture session wif TED a few weeks before that, an' she seemed healfy an' fit. Now she's wif ours sweet DixieDog, CC, Liddle Paul an' Muffin at Rainbow Bridge. Pauline has even finally convinced her that she can still be a TuffGirl Kitty if she wears spandex. She spends hers time happily wif all hers good friends, including her bestest amie LaChance, watchin' ofur their loved ones here on earf. Who knew that with 17 RankinKatz still here, we could have such a big empty hole in ours lifes when you left us, Bobbie? Mommy an' Daddy will sometimes laugh at the memory of how loudly Miss Dainty would snore in her sleep, even as a liddle kitten. They miss that sound oh so very much. Till we see you again, dear Bobbie, we will rememfur you efurry single day, and love you for all eternity. Tyler, Dylan, Samson, Jordan, Pippen, Buddy, Holly, Lucy, Cassie, John, Ringo, George, Sybil, Peanut, BB, Mickey and Tessie; and your lovin' Mommy an' Daddy. -- Remove the first m to reply |
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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
A lubly tribyoot.
Rebecca, sniffling just a little "forward for the RankinKatz" wrote in message ... What to say about Her Royal Highness, Princess Nosy? Miss TuffGirl Kitty. Who could wear a Kissamouse Tree skirt wif as much flair as ours sissfur? Or convince Mommy to do the hoomin-onna-string fing in the Out ofur an' ofur, even though efurry time she wailed like a banshee for hours when da funtime was over. Bobbie wailed, we mean, not Mommy. Mommy would just collapse into a slightly battered puddle of relief when she survived yet another outing. She'd say that putting the harness on an eager Bobbie, and taking it off an angry one, were like trying to lassoo a live cactus. Nobody fought greeblings or bag-monsters as bravely an' valiently as Miss Bobbie. She was an inspurration to the rest of us to guard our hoominz day an' night from them, even though the only thanks we got were "Will you STOP destroying everything in sight???" Tyler an' Bobbie started out kinda ruff -- he didn't appreciate Bobbie an' Dylan's arrival in his OnlyCat home one liddle bit, but the two teeny orange balls of fur slowly warmed his heart. She was a pro at the QUIET! Game when he explained the rules to her. He an' Bobbie was inseparable winkwinks fur many (but not enuff) happy years. She kept up da tradition of not appreciating noo arrivals for nine years, as the Three Rankinkatz became the Twenty. After a while, she furgot that da hissy-spit fits was supposed to stop after a while. But she was always Mommy's sweet liddle velcro kitty, her "baby girl." The last year of her life, when she was feelin' ofurwhelmed by all da noo bruvvers an' sissfurs, she all but lived atop a bookcase, behind the loveseat, or on Mommy's lap. Till that heartbreakin' morning when she didn't yell an enthusiastic good morning greeting to Mommy from her perch up high, an' Mommy found dat she had gone quietly to Rainbow Bridge in herz sleep behind da loveseat. It was such a shock, since she had just had her annual torture session wif TED a few weeks before that, an' she seemed healfy an' fit. Now she's wif ours sweet DixieDog, CC, Liddle Paul an' Muffin at Rainbow Bridge. Pauline has even finally convinced her that she can still be a TuffGirl Kitty if she wears spandex. She spends hers time happily wif all hers good friends, including her bestest amie LaChance, watchin' ofur their loved ones here on earf. Who knew that with 17 RankinKatz still here, we could have such a big empty hole in ours lifes when you left us, Bobbie? Mommy an' Daddy will sometimes laugh at the memory of how loudly Miss Dainty would snore in her sleep, even as a liddle kitten. They miss that sound oh so very much. Till we see you again, dear Bobbie, we will rememfur you efurry single day, and love you for all eternity. Tyler, Dylan, Samson, Jordan, Pippen, Buddy, Holly, Lucy, Cassie, John, Ringo, George, Sybil, Peanut, BB, Mickey and Tessie; and your lovin' Mommy an' Daddy. -- Remove the first m to reply |
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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
I remember when Bobbie an Dylan camed to be Rankincats, where Tyler had
been da onliest kitty. Dey shur made some changes in dat howse! An I remember Bobbie an her Kissamouse Tree skirt -- mymom laffed an laffed at dat (mymom iz a liddle rude sumtimes). I know dere wuz a big welcome atta Bridge when Bobbie arrived, an I know dere is a bigbig empty place in Auntie Cheryl an Unka Kenny's harts now, but Bobbie an da other Rankin furs atta Bridge are still looking down an taking care uv dem. Purrrrrrrrrrrs -- Talisker Pippin, VC, TGK --Talisker Pippin & Sherry her Hoomin (Visit us at Bitterroot Manor at http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Meadows/1240/) |
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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
'K. YOu managed to make ourz mommy SNORK thru herz tearz at da mention
of "witnessing" the Fings Fragile going to the Bridge. She furgot to include that in her tribute to Bobbie. Guess Bobbie had lotsa familiar Fings Fragile waitin' to greet her when she got to the Bridge. The RankinKatz, long-time absent from rpcc Gabrielle wrote: Bobbie, she wuz an inspurashun to alla TGKs, at leest datz whut Laura (RB) aweighz sed. I hope shee is haffin fun chazing greeblingz ana greetin doze Fings Fragile she sent...err... witnessed going to the Bridj. Ralph de Ralf with his expanding clowder and his humin, Anti Gabrielle forward for the RankinKatz wrote: What to say about Her Royal Highness, Princess Nosy? Miss TuffGirl Kitty. Who could wear a Kissamouse Tree skirt wif as much flair as ours sissfur? Or convince Mommy to do the hoomin-onna-string fing in the Out ofur an' ofur, even though efurry time she wailed like a banshee for hours when da funtime was over. Bobbie wailed, we mean, not Mommy. Mommy would just collapse into a slightly battered puddle of relief when she survived yet another outing. She'd say that putting the harness on an eager Bobbie, and taking it off an angry one, were like trying to lassoo a live cactus. Nobody fought greeblings or bag-monsters as bravely an' valiently as Miss Bobbie. She was an inspurration to the rest of us to guard our hoominz day an' night from them, even though the only thanks we got were "Will you STOP destroying everything in sight???" Tyler an' Bobbie started out kinda ruff -- he didn't appreciate Bobbie an' Dylan's arrival in his OnlyCat home one liddle bit, but the two teeny orange balls of fur slowly warmed his heart. She was a pro at the QUIET! Game when he explained the rules to her. He an' Bobbie was inseparable winkwinks fur many (but not enuff) happy years. She kept up da tradition of not appreciating noo arrivals for nine years, as the Three Rankinkatz became the Twenty. After a while, she furgot that da hissy-spit fits was supposed to stop after a while. But she was always Mommy's sweet liddle velcro kitty, her "baby girl." The last year of her life, when she was feelin' ofurwhelmed by all da noo bruvvers an' sissfurs, she all but lived atop a bookcase, behind the loveseat, or on Mommy's lap. Till that heartbreakin' morning when she didn't yell an enthusiastic good morning greeting to Mommy from her perch up high, an' Mommy found dat she had gone quietly to Rainbow Bridge in herz sleep behind da loveseat. It was such a shock, since she had just had her annual torture session wif TED a few weeks before that, an' she seemed healfy an' fit. Now she's wif ours sweet DixieDog, CC, Liddle Paul an' Muffin at Rainbow Bridge. Pauline has even finally convinced her that she can still be a TuffGirl Kitty if she wears spandex. She spends hers time happily wif all hers good friends, including her bestest amie LaChance, watchin' ofur their loved ones here on earf. Who knew that with 17 RankinKatz still here, we could have such a big empty hole in ours lifes when you left us, Bobbie? Mommy an' Daddy will sometimes laugh at the memory of how loudly Miss Dainty would snore in her sleep, even as a liddle kitten. They miss that sound oh so very much. Till we see you again, dear Bobbie, we will rememfur you efurry single day, and love you for all eternity. Tyler, Dylan, Samson, Jordan, Pippen, Buddy, Holly, Lucy, Cassie, John, Ringo, George, Sybil, Peanut, BB, Mickey and Tessie; and your lovin' Mommy an' Daddy. |
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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
'K. YOu managed to make ourz mommy SNORK thru herz tearz at da mention
of "witnessing" the Fings Fragile going to the Bridge. She furgot to include that in her tribute to Bobbie. Guess Bobbie had lotsa familiar Fings Fragile waitin' to greet her when she got to the Bridge. The RankinKatz, long-time absent from rpcc Gabrielle wrote: Bobbie, she wuz an inspurashun to alla TGKs, at leest datz whut Laura (RB) aweighz sed. I hope shee is haffin fun chazing greeblingz ana greetin doze Fings Fragile she sent...err... witnessed going to the Bridj. Ralph de Ralf with his expanding clowder and his humin, Anti Gabrielle forward for the RankinKatz wrote: What to say about Her Royal Highness, Princess Nosy? Miss TuffGirl Kitty. Who could wear a Kissamouse Tree skirt wif as much flair as ours sissfur? Or convince Mommy to do the hoomin-onna-string fing in the Out ofur an' ofur, even though efurry time she wailed like a banshee for hours when da funtime was over. Bobbie wailed, we mean, not Mommy. Mommy would just collapse into a slightly battered puddle of relief when she survived yet another outing. She'd say that putting the harness on an eager Bobbie, and taking it off an angry one, were like trying to lassoo a live cactus. Nobody fought greeblings or bag-monsters as bravely an' valiently as Miss Bobbie. She was an inspurration to the rest of us to guard our hoominz day an' night from them, even though the only thanks we got were "Will you STOP destroying everything in sight???" Tyler an' Bobbie started out kinda ruff -- he didn't appreciate Bobbie an' Dylan's arrival in his OnlyCat home one liddle bit, but the two teeny orange balls of fur slowly warmed his heart. She was a pro at the QUIET! Game when he explained the rules to her. He an' Bobbie was inseparable winkwinks fur many (but not enuff) happy years. She kept up da tradition of not appreciating noo arrivals for nine years, as the Three Rankinkatz became the Twenty. After a while, she furgot that da hissy-spit fits was supposed to stop after a while. But she was always Mommy's sweet liddle velcro kitty, her "baby girl." The last year of her life, when she was feelin' ofurwhelmed by all da noo bruvvers an' sissfurs, she all but lived atop a bookcase, behind the loveseat, or on Mommy's lap. Till that heartbreakin' morning when she didn't yell an enthusiastic good morning greeting to Mommy from her perch up high, an' Mommy found dat she had gone quietly to Rainbow Bridge in herz sleep behind da loveseat. It was such a shock, since she had just had her annual torture session wif TED a few weeks before that, an' she seemed healfy an' fit. Now she's wif ours sweet DixieDog, CC, Liddle Paul an' Muffin at Rainbow Bridge. Pauline has even finally convinced her that she can still be a TuffGirl Kitty if she wears spandex. She spends hers time happily wif all hers good friends, including her bestest amie LaChance, watchin' ofur their loved ones here on earf. Who knew that with 17 RankinKatz still here, we could have such a big empty hole in ours lifes when you left us, Bobbie? Mommy an' Daddy will sometimes laugh at the memory of how loudly Miss Dainty would snore in her sleep, even as a liddle kitten. They miss that sound oh so very much. Till we see you again, dear Bobbie, we will rememfur you efurry single day, and love you for all eternity. Tyler, Dylan, Samson, Jordan, Pippen, Buddy, Holly, Lucy, Cassie, John, Ringo, George, Sybil, Peanut, BB, Mickey and Tessie; and your lovin' Mommy an' Daddy. |
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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
Ize rememfurs Miss Bobbie and her and her families adventures. Shez was
always full of life. Shez was luved by many and has left big big holes in lotsa folks and furs hearts. Until weze meet again. Puddi Cat -- Remove "spam" from addy to reply |
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Tribute: Bobbie, House of Rankin
Here's a salute to Bobbie, a true TGK. Even though there are many in
your family, each one stands out as special. Bjobbie is probably organizing lots of the girlkitties at the Bridge. I think I see Gretchen Marie signing up for another adventure with her. Anti Arlene |
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