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The Morning After...
Roanoke Island
Oh my aching head. We had our bon voyage party last night and the nip flew. Literally . Some niphead threw it up into the air and a bunch of seagulls swooped down and scooped it up. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to have any effect on the gulls. A couple of cats tried to jump up after the gulls to get the nip back but landed in the bay instead. We had to fish them out. As you can see, most of the party took place on the dock and top deck. I was afraid that someone would eat or drink too much catnip juice and end up rolling down the stairs to the below decks, but fortunately that didn't happen. We do have a lot of groaning wincing felines who can feel and hear their fur growing this morning. I know, I'm one of them. However, we did have a lot of fun earning those nipovers. The bitty kitty chorus sang and did a little dance, the piano in the galley was played, there were songs and dances, and Frank chanted "The Rime of the Ancient Islander". There were way too many toasts and too many platters of pizza, chicken, barbequed pork and other goodies. By mutual agreement no fish was served, though there was a plate with shrimp and lobster on it. It was very popular, especially with the fat wench who loves the stuff. Unfortunately, we made enough noise that the Parrotheads at the next slip over called the cops on us. I thought that they were supposed to be mellow. Well they were busy getting wasted in Margarittaville and we were busy getting wasted in nipland. We just didn't agree about how we were supposed to get wasted. The fat wench was unhappy, as she loves Jimmy Buffet music and says that she's a parrothead wannabe. She didn't like have to choose between the cats and the birds. Personally, I think Jimmy Buffet is for the birds, but the fat wench tells me that I'm wrong and to be good for once. She has no class. Anyway, the cops showed up and tested our catnip for content. Once they were satisfied that we weren't growing pots and that no one was nipping and driving, they let us go with a warning to tone down the party. By that time it was late and the hoomins were falling asleep anyway. So we let them go to bed and even sang them a lullaby. Mike threw a book at us. Turns out that he had an ear ache and had to go see TED. We purred in sympathy, and he is feeling better now. The cops told us that we'd worned out our welcome, so it is time we set sail. We leave with the tide in the morning. My next post should be from at sea and I'll let you know how our voyage is going. I just hope there aren't any stowaways this year. Cap'n Pine Cone esq. |
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