Da loo-wow on da beech!

WHAT! An inspector! It's not the way they said... I have Beauty on
diet food because the vet said so. I'm not starving her. And Cinder
didn't attend last year because we didn't know about the adventures.
I'm innocent.
Sekretary John

he doesn't feed me enuf fudz. i'd be starvink if it werent for the
choonas on young iland.
beauty

*WHISPURR*
Beauty, maybe yur daddie duzzint know how hungry mew ar.

Joey

Mama Lilith, you saveded me! Fangu, fangu, fangu!" [Ranger untangles
himself from Sammy, strolls over to Lilith, and gives her a kiss on
the
nose.] Dat nasty crabmonster was trying to eat me, tail first!

Ranger

Beauty fishes the bad crabmonster out of the water, smashes its shell,
and eats the meat.
ranger, it will neffer trubble you again, and i needed the snack.
beauty

What uh gurl!!

Joey

A fine idea! I want tu find a hatt, tuu.

Lucy

Datz a gud idearment. I like doze straw wons.....Come letz joyne da
offur gurlz!

I'ze glad to see dat mine brofer-in-paw Chester founded a nice
girl-kitty like you!

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

Why, fangu! Chester makes my hart sing. Hees a wunderfull, wunderfull
cat. Ime glad we found eech other, tuu.

Lucy

Hmmmm, M. Hooman, je ne sais pas......

Myownself eez inclined to giff you anoffer chance [thinks of beach
chair, pina colada, toona, all waiting] and not arrest yourownself.
Az
long az yourownself promises to let zem participate een zee
Kommunity
effents....

Hmmm Beauty, Cinder, what do you finks??

Dumb Sekretary! Zees hooman can't efen keep zee postink identitiez
straight! Zat was from myownself, not Mme. Anaïs!!!!!
--
à bientôt,

Jacques

I fot yu wer just useng yur sekrit identitee!

Joey

On Sat, 20 Jan 2007 01:57:27 GMT, Julie Porter's nimble, little paws
typed:


Fangz bowth, Akwa iz mine flavorit kulurz.
I tind dat I kan fynd sum matchink hybizkuz fowlurz on da bordwok.
--
Pitô.ônya

Oooooooowh! Da hybizkuz ar so beyutiful!

Lucy, lukking for a pink won

Datz a pretty won.I likes dis won in bloo wiff birdz-ov-parrydice on
itself. An I finks I'll get my Tiger anofur shirt too!
--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs
1/19/2007 9:14:08 PM

it sowndz like yourown hooman iz gud like minez is... I wuzint sure i wuuld
like it when da man hooman wented away anna i thinkz scooter still misses
hisef, butted i iz used to the gramby hooman now, anna I knowz da ofur
hooman iz atta brige waitin... anna sometimez furry anna soft kumez to owr
howze anna i likez furry purty gud, Stormmee iz rite fur a hooman he iz
purty smurt...

Piglette... who turns her head sideways so she can gaze at mo...
meeee wrote in message
...
It is sew much fun!! owwer hoomins is gud lyke dat tu, they gifs us liddle
taystes uf stuff as long as we keeps ower manners an dussnt jump onna
tayble
or try an snitch it frum tha playte. Tha liddle wuns allays tries tu get
away wif it, but they dussnt!! Cos mi mum jasmeen bops them iff they du!!

Moe, sippn his Toona Speshul an gazin at Piglette
"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
I sure duz like tryin alla deze new taztez, mine hooman, Gramby likez new
fudz alzo dat iz purrt of why her iz sucha gud hooman, hersef letz uses
try
sum new stuffz, Piglette
meeee wrote in message
...
Sownds grate!!!
Moe grabs Piglette's paw and swings her (carefully of course) onto the
beach, making sure her tail doesn't get wet by the waves. They walk up
to
the bar and order a Toonafishee speshul, made with fresh toona, lime
juice,
and liberal sprinklings of just-picked nip.
"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
fudz iz a gud idermint, Piglette holds owt her paw and they start for
the
beach... letz get one of doze drinkz to go wif da fudz. Piglette
meeee wrote in message
...
Moe stops happy dancing around Piglette and turns politely to his
date...

Wud yu lyke to go onshore an tayst sum uf tha IggZotik fuds they
has?
They
is smellin reely gud and ther is moosik an dansin an fuds an more
fuds....did I say fuds??

diz iz fine, now ifin you wantz gets yoursef one of doze mumu thingyz anna
den we kan match... Chester is holding pink anna red flowerz beind hizown
bak... ifin you kan find one wif pink anna red flowerz i bet dat wuuld luk
realli nize on yourownsef anna it wuuld stil match mine wonnerful shurt,
Chester
Julie Porter wrote in message
link.net...
Lucy paws fru the raks and raks of cheerful shirts an finely finds red
hawayin shirts dat luk jus bout as happy as Chester himself.

How bout dese, Chester?

Lucy, holden da shirt in front of Chester's handsum fase

"Stormmee" wrote in message
...
Chester turns to Lucy, letz anna go anna get dem shurtz ok? Chester
grabs
lucy's paw and they take off to the store... when they arrive, he
holds da
door fur lucy anna says... itz up to yourownsef, Chester
Mme. Anaïs ^..^ wrote in message
...
In the distance, the toona boat can be seen moving closer to shore
with a large number of kitties partying on its decks, climbing the
rigging and otherwise celebrating the catch.

On the Island the staff is busy with preparations for the night's
party: the beach is groomed, carpenter-cats are erecting a large
tents
on the beach, setting up a well-stocked bar and a long buffet table.
Other kitties are assembling a low kitty-sized sushi-bar, with silk
cushions in front of it, and a dance floor. Cushions, deck chairs
and
blankets are spread over the beach, and strings of colorful paper
lanterns are being hung. A small dance band is setting up under the
tent.

As the tender from the boat beaches, a small army of cats bring the
toonas where the itami (sushi-chef) and his two assistants wash and
clean them. He carefully takes the belly and choice parts, wraps
them
and puts them in the cooler for the sushi-bar. He cuts the remainder
into filets, steaks and chunks, giving a large number of the choice
pieces to Jocko for the fire-pit, and sending the rest to the
kitchen
to be prepared by the villa's chefs, along with the rest of the
banquet. Jocko and his friends are getting the fire-pit ready.

A number of smaller boats are bringing an assortment of fish, crabs,
mussels, clams and oysters; kitchen cats are preparing roast beast
to
be roasted over an open pit as well as a complete menu; bartender
kitties are polishing the crystal as wait-kitties set china on low
tables.

On the boat, Anaïs and Cleo try to get everykittie's attention:
"Hihi
efurryone! Da Noo Yeerz party will begin at sundown tonite, so we
haff
a few howrz to relax, take a nap, swim or shop until den. We''ll see
efurrykitty on da beech later!"

Anaïs turns to Tiger: "Dis will be funfun! I'ze wearink my Hawaiian
shirt dat matches yourz! What wood you like to do until sundown???"
--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs
1/17/2007 4:07:51 PM

On Fri, 19 Jan 2007 20:45:51 -0500, "Mme. Anaïs ^..^"
wrote:

On Fri, 19 Jan 2007 20:00:11 GMT, John Ross Mc Master's nimble, little
paws typed:

WHAT! An inspector! It's not the way they said... I have Beauty on
diet food because the vet said so. I'm not starving her. And Cinder
didn't attend last year because we didn't know about the adventures.
I'm innocent.
Sekretary John

he doesn't feed me enuf fudz. i'd be starvink if it werent for the
choonas on young iland.
beauty

Hmmmm, M. Hooman, je ne sais pas......

Myownself eez inclined to giff you anoffer chance [thinks of beach
chair, pina colada, toona, all waiting] and not arrest yourownself. Az
long az yourownself promises to let zem participate een zee Kommunity
effents....

Hmmm Beauty, Cinder, what do you finks??

he has to promiss to feed me choonas at home sometimes. its only fair
beauty

Let him off on parole, and I'll have another nip toona colada.
Cinder

On Sat, 20 Jan 2007 02:05:03 GMT, "Julie Porter"
wrote:

WHAT! An inspector! It's not the way they said... I have Beauty on
diet food because the vet said so. I'm not starving her. And Cinder
didn't attend last year because we didn't know about the adventures.
I'm innocent.
Sekretary John

he doesn't feed me enuf fudz. i'd be starvink if it werent for the
choonas on young iland.
beauty

*WHISPURR*
Beauty, maybe yur daddie duzzint know how hungry mew ar.

Joey

he knows now. a nice inspector came and had a talk with my sekretary.
beauty

On Sat, 20 Jan 2007 14:46:06 GMT, John Ross Mc Master's little, agile
paws typed:

Hmmm Beauty, Cinder, what do you finks??

he has to promiss to feed me choonas at home sometimes. its only fair
beauty

Let him off on parole, and I'll have another nip toona colada.
Cinder

Hokay zen, M. le hooman.Yur kitties haff confinced me to giff
yourownself anofur chance. But voo devez giff zem toonas more offen.

I weel write zees up een my report to zee Gendarmerie-Feline and be
off [already seeing himself sitting on the beach slurping oysters on
the half-shell].

Be well, M. le hooman! ['porter twinkles and the Inspektor is gone]
--
à bientôt,

Jacques