Trudi cleans the majik bak pak, purt #3/the skort buk

so another nap is successfully completed and trudi wakes, eats some food,
very glad that soft had furree get that bigger chunky stuff, not beclawz it
tastes any better but because storrmmee isunt hurkin az muc, but she
realises she must get to the business of the skort buk which is the last
thing she has to do to be ready for the ball she hasn't made any notes for a
long while and she MUST get mosey and meowies winking recorded... it was
such a nice time in the catmunity, she sniffles a little thinking how tiger
would have loved it, especially the cake, he did love hoomin sweets... so
trudi sits down and begins recording all she records for a winking, then she
looks over her notes, thinking about who might be next to get winked, she
thinks of her first special friend bk and wonders what became of him his
housemates and his hoomin, she was a nice lady and so were his housemate,...
she decides that dwelling on that is not what she should do so she looks at
the list of elibible lady cats in the community and smiles to herself...
hopefully there will be more winkins soon enough...

Trudi finishes her notes and the skort buk begins to vibrate just a
little... Trudi remfurs that she must make a noote that MME. A. is now a
widow kitty and turns to Tiger and MME. A.'s page in her book... she writes
down the sad details and then turns to TV and cleopatra's page and reads
about them and she begins to sniffle again... she decides that all she will
do for tonight is done except for dusting the book to get the last of the
dirt, dust and soot off before she returns it to the bak pak... she closes
the book and it begins to vibrate violently...

Trudi can't figure out what it wants, she has made all of her notes, she has
cleaned it, she has replaced her golden qwill where it belongs... then
suddenly the book turns on end and an envelope falls out...

On the front of the envelope written in Tigers once elagant script made a
bit wavey with age is her name so she opens the envelope...

inside are more envelopes but there is one folded sheet of paper and on it
it says.

August 10 2010

Dear Trudence,

I saw you put th e bak pak in the ground by the 4 o'clocks and cover it.
you did an admirable job as none of the hoomins found it. this is a good
accomplishment as there were so many of them and not even any of the nayburz
found it.

I have put this envelope in the skort buk knowing you being a responsible
lady cat would clean the skort buk and catch up yourown notes before the
ball.

I am not sure what will happen to me as i am here all alone at owrz house, i
am not sure if soft anna furree will return for me or not, and quite
honestly i don't feel very strong so i am intrusting these envelopes to you
to handle them when the time is right. I will place more envelopes in the
skort buk as long as i can, the instructions as to what to do is on the
front of each envelope so look at all of them and put them in the correct
order and please do as i instruct when you are supposed to.

I have written this in my best hoomin speak as i am not sure who will have
to help you and i know you can translate for those that may help you and i
don't want anycat not you to understand this note.

if i see you again i will not mention this unless i am sure i will get
better or if you manage to get the bak pak returned to you...

I did send a note to mosey via a mini porter as to the cordinates of the bak
pak because i can't be sure if it will stay hidden for long. I won't
actually set off the cordinates to mosey until the hoomins find me or if i
think i will go to the bridge. in the case i go to the bridge before the
hoomins come back, if they do come back I will set the porter note off as my
last act of love for my house.

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.



Trudi weeps qweetly as she reads this, knowing how tiger was always afraid
the hoomins would throw him away as all other hoomins had done, she weeps
with joy that he was able to realize that these hoomins did return for him
and care for him

she folds the letterr places it in the envelope and sorts the other smaller
envelopes... as she reads the instructions on the front of each and puts
them in order she sees that Tiger left nothing to chance and that he was
more than just the senior cat of her house.


***this ends the cleaning of the bak pak and skort buk***

We iz all weepink at ourown houze for da pain dat trudi feelz and for da joy
da Tigerman knew he was luffed in da end.
"Storrmmee" wrote in message
...
so another nap is successfully completed and trudi wakes, eats some food,
very glad that soft had furree get that bigger chunky stuff, not beclawz
it tastes any better but because storrmmee isunt hurkin az muc, but she
realises she must get to the business of the skort buk which is the last
thing she has to do to be ready for the ball she hasn't made any notes for
a long while and she MUST get mosey and meowies winking recorded... it was
such a nice time in the catmunity, she sniffles a little thinking how
tiger would have loved it, especially the cake, he did love hoomin
sweets... so trudi sits down and begins recording all she records for a
winking, then she looks over her notes, thinking about who might be next
to get winked, she thinks of her first special friend bk and wonders what
became of him his housemates and his hoomin, she was a nice lady and so
were his housemate,... she decides that dwelling on that is not what she
should do so she looks at the list of elibible lady cats in the community
and smiles to herself... hopefully there will be more winkins soon
enough...

Trudi finishes her notes and the skort buk begins to vibrate just a
little... Trudi remfurs that she must make a noote that MME. A. is now a
widow kitty and turns to Tiger and MME. A.'s page in her book... she
writes down the sad details and then turns to TV and cleopatra's page and
reads about them and she begins to sniffle again... she decides that all
she will do for tonight is done except for dusting the book to get the
last of the dirt, dust and soot off before she returns it to the bak
pak... she closes the book and it begins to vibrate violently...

Trudi can't figure out what it wants, she has made all of her notes, she
has cleaned it, she has replaced her golden qwill where it belongs... then
suddenly the book turns on end and an envelope falls out...

On the front of the envelope written in Tigers once elagant script made a
bit wavey with age is her name so she opens the envelope...

inside are more envelopes but there is one folded sheet of paper and on it
it says.

August 10 2010

Dear Trudence,

I saw you put th e bak pak in the ground by the 4 o'clocks and cover it.
you did an admirable job as none of the hoomins found it. this is a good
accomplishment as there were so many of them and not even any of the
nayburz found it.

I have put this envelope in the skort buk knowing you being a responsible
lady cat would clean the skort buk and catch up yourown notes before the
ball.

I am not sure what will happen to me as i am here all alone at owrz house,
i am not sure if soft anna furree will return for me or not, and quite
honestly i don't feel very strong so i am intrusting these envelopes to
you to handle them when the time is right. I will place more envelopes in
the skort buk as long as i can, the instructions as to what to do is on
the front of each envelope so look at all of them and put them in the
correct order and please do as i instruct when you are supposed to.

I have written this in my best hoomin speak as i am not sure who will have
to help you and i know you can translate for those that may help you and i
don't want anycat not you to understand this note.

if i see you again i will not mention this unless i am sure i will get
better or if you manage to get the bak pak returned to you...

I did send a note to mosey via a mini porter as to the cordinates of the
bak pak because i can't be sure if it will stay hidden for long. I won't
actually set off the cordinates to mosey until the hoomins find me or if i
think i will go to the bridge. in the case i go to the bridge before the
hoomins come back, if they do come back I will set the porter note off as
my last act of love for my house.

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.



Trudi weeps qweetly as she reads this, knowing how tiger was always afraid
the hoomins would throw him away as all other hoomins had done, she weeps
with joy that he was able to realize that these hoomins did return for him
and care for him

she folds the letterr places it in the envelope and sorts the other
smaller envelopes... as she reads the instructions on the front of each
and puts them in order she sees that Tiger left nothing to chance and that
he was more than just the senior cat of her house.


***this ends the cleaning of the bak pak and skort buk***

fang ursef fur karin, Trudi
"Granby" wrote in message
...
We iz all weepink at ourown houze for da pain dat trudi feelz and for da
joy da Tigerman knew he was luffed in da end.
"Storrmmee" wrote in message
...
so another nap is successfully completed and trudi wakes, eats some food,
very glad that soft had furree get that bigger chunky stuff, not beclawz
it tastes any better but because storrmmee isunt hurkin az muc, but she
realises she must get to the business of the skort buk which is the last
thing she has to do to be ready for the ball she hasn't made any notes
for a long while and she MUST get mosey and meowies winking recorded...
it was such a nice time in the catmunity, she sniffles a little thinking
how tiger would have loved it, especially the cake, he did love hoomin
sweets... so trudi sits down and begins recording all she records for a
winking, then she looks over her notes, thinking about who might be next
to get winked, she thinks of her first special friend bk and wonders what
became of him his housemates and his hoomin, she was a nice lady and so
were his housemate,... she decides that dwelling on that is not what she
should do so she looks at the list of elibible lady cats in the community
and smiles to herself... hopefully there will be more winkins soon
enough...

Trudi finishes her notes and the skort buk begins to vibrate just a
little... Trudi remfurs that she must make a noote that MME. A. is now a
widow kitty and turns to Tiger and MME. A.'s page in her book... she
writes down the sad details and then turns to TV and cleopatra's page and
reads about them and she begins to sniffle again... she decides that all
she will do for tonight is done except for dusting the book to get the
last of the dirt, dust and soot off before she returns it to the bak
pak... she closes the book and it begins to vibrate violently...

Trudi can't figure out what it wants, she has made all of her notes, she
has cleaned it, she has replaced her golden qwill where it belongs...
then suddenly the book turns on end and an envelope falls out...

On the front of the envelope written in Tigers once elagant script made a
bit wavey with age is her name so she opens the envelope...

inside are more envelopes but there is one folded sheet of paper and on
it it says.

August 10 2010

Dear Trudence,

I saw you put th e bak pak in the ground by the 4 o'clocks and cover it.
you did an admirable job as none of the hoomins found it. this is a good
accomplishment as there were so many of them and not even any of the
nayburz found it.

I have put this envelope in the skort buk knowing you being a responsible
lady cat would clean the skort buk and catch up yourown notes before the
ball.

I am not sure what will happen to me as i am here all alone at owrz
house, i am not sure if soft anna furree will return for me or not, and
quite honestly i don't feel very strong so i am intrusting these
envelopes to you to handle them when the time is right. I will place
more envelopes in the skort buk as long as i can, the instructions as to
what to do is on the front of each envelope so look at all of them and
put them in the correct order and please do as i instruct when you are
supposed to.

I have written this in my best hoomin speak as i am not sure who will
have to help you and i know you can translate for those that may help you
and i don't want anycat not you to understand this note.

if i see you again i will not mention this unless i am sure i will get
better or if you manage to get the bak pak returned to you...

I did send a note to mosey via a mini porter as to the cordinates of the
bak pak because i can't be sure if it will stay hidden for long. I won't
actually set off the cordinates to mosey until the hoomins find me or if
i think i will go to the bridge. in the case i go to the bridge before
the hoomins come back, if they do come back I will set the porter note
off as my last act of love for my house.

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.



Trudi weeps qweetly as she reads this, knowing how tiger was always
afraid the hoomins would throw him away as all other hoomins had done,
she weeps with joy that he was able to realize that these hoomins did
return for him and care for him

she folds the letterr places it in the envelope and sorts the other
smaller envelopes... as she reads the instructions on the front of each
and puts them in order she sees that Tiger left nothing to chance and
that he was more than just the senior cat of her house.


***this ends the cleaning of the bak pak and skort buk***

On Oct 19, 1:21*am, "Storrmmee" wrote:
so another nap is successfully completed and trudi wakes, eats some food,
very glad that soft had furree get that bigger chunky stuff, *not beclawz it
tastes any better but because storrmmee isunt hurkin az muc, but she
realises she must get to the business of the skort buk which is the last
thing she has to do to be ready for the ball she hasn't made any notes for a
long while and she MUST get mosey and meowies winking recorded... it was
such a nice time in the catmunity, she sniffles a little thinking how tiger
would have loved it, especially the cake, he did love hoomin sweets... so
trudi sits down and begins recording all she records for a winking, then she
looks over her notes, thinking about who might be next to get winked, she
thinks of her first special friend bk and wonders what became of him his
housemates and his hoomin, she was a nice lady and so were his housemate,....
she decides that dwelling on that is not what she should do so she looks at
the list of elibible lady cats in the community and smiles to herself...
hopefully there will be more winkins soon enough...

Trudi finishes her notes and the skort buk begins to vibrate just a
little... Trudi remfurs that she must make a noote that MME. A. is now a
widow kitty and turns to Tiger and MME. A.'s page in her book... she writes
down the sad details and then turns to TV and cleopatra's page and reads
about them and she begins to sniffle again... she decides that all she will
do for tonight is done except for dusting the book to get the last of the
dirt, dust and soot off before she returns it to the bak pak... she closes
the book and it begins to vibrate violently...

Trudi can't figure out what it wants, she has made all of her notes, she has
cleaned it, she has replaced her golden qwill where it belongs... then
suddenly the book turns on end and an envelope falls out...

On the front of the envelope written in Tigers once elagant script made a
bit wavey with age is her name so she opens the envelope...

inside are more envelopes but there is one folded sheet of paper and on it
it says.

August 10 2010

Dear Trudence,

I saw you put th e bak pak in the ground by the 4 o'clocks and cover it.
you did an admirable job as none of the hoomins found it. *this is a good
accomplishment as there were so many of them and not even any of the nayburz
found it.

I have put this envelope in the skort buk knowing you being a responsible
lady cat would clean the skort buk and catch up yourown notes before the
ball.

I am not sure what will happen to me as i am here all alone at owrz house, i
am not sure if soft anna furree will return for me or not, and quite
honestly i don't feel very strong so i am intrusting these envelopes to you
to handle them when the time is right. *I will place more envelopes in the
skort buk as long as i can, the instructions as to what to do is on the
front of each envelope so look at all of them and put them in the correct
order and please do as i instruct when you are supposed to.

I have written this in my best hoomin speak as i am not sure who will have
to help you and i know you can translate for those that may help you and i
don't want anycat not you to understand this note.

if i see you again i will not mention this unless i am sure i will get
better or if you manage to get the bak pak *returned to you...

I did send a note to mosey via a mini porter as to the cordinates of the bak
pak because i can't be sure if it will stay hidden for long. *I won't
actually set off the cordinates to mosey until the hoomins find me or if i
think i will go to the bridge. *in the case i go to the bridge before the
hoomins come back, if they do come back I will set the porter note off as my
last act of love for my house.

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.

Trudi weeps qweetly as she reads this, knowing how tiger was always afraid
the hoomins would throw him away as all other hoomins had done, she weeps
with joy that he was able to realize that these hoomins did return for him
and care for him

she folds the letterr places it in the envelope and sorts the other smaller
envelopes... as she reads the instructions on the front of each and puts
them in order she sees that Tiger left nothing to chance and that he was
more than just the senior cat of her house.

***this ends the cleaning of the bak pak and skort buk***

This wuz a gudgud an important fing dat yoo did. Fangu for
diskriberating it four usses.

--
Sunrise, da PRITTY wun, for hur hous

This one was very touching Trudi, thank you for sharing this with us. Meowy
and I are very happy together
We wish you and your family blessings, purrs and prayers for you losses.
Love is very important. .
Love, Mosey and Meowy

so another nap is successfully completed and trudi wakes, eats some food,
very glad that soft had furree get that bigger chunky stuff, not beclawz
it tastes any better but because storrmmee isunt hurkin az muc, but she
realises she must get to the business of the skort buk which is the last
thing she has to do to be ready for the ball she hasn't made any notes for
a long while and she MUST get mosey and meowies winking recorded... it was
such a nice time in the catmunity, she sniffles a little thinking how
tiger would have loved it, especially the cake, he did love hoomin
sweets... so trudi sits down and begins recording all she records for a
winking, then she looks over her notes, thinking about who might be next
to get winked, she thinks of her first special friend bk and wonders what
became of him his housemates and his hoomin, she was a nice lady and so
were his housemate,... she decides that dwelling on that is not what she
should do so she looks at the list of elibible lady cats in the community
and smiles to herself... hopefully there will be more winkins soon
enough...

Trudi finishes her notes and the skort buk begins to vibrate just a
little... Trudi remfurs that she must make a noote that MME. A. is now a
widow kitty and turns to Tiger and MME. A.'s page in her book... she
writes down the sad details and then turns to TV and cleopatra's page and
reads about them and she begins to sniffle again... she decides that all
she will do for tonight is done except for dusting the book to get the
last of the dirt, dust and soot off before she returns it to the bak
pak... she closes the book and it begins to vibrate violently...

Trudi can't figure out what it wants, she has made all of her notes, she
has cleaned it, she has replaced her golden qwill where it belongs... then
suddenly the book turns on end and an envelope falls out...

On the front of the envelope written in Tigers once elagant script made a
bit wavey with age is her name so she opens the envelope...

inside are more envelopes but there is one folded sheet of paper and on it
it says.

August 10 2010

Dear Trudence,

I saw you put th e bak pak in the ground by the 4 o'clocks and cover it.
you did an admirable job as none of the hoomins found it. this is a good
accomplishment as there were so many of them and not even any of the
nayburz found it.

I have put this envelope in the skort buk knowing you being a responsible
lady cat would clean the skort buk and catch up yourown notes before the
ball.

I am not sure what will happen to me as i am here all alone at owrz house,
i am not sure if soft anna furree will return for me or not, and quite
honestly i don't feel very strong so i am intrusting these envelopes to
you to handle them when the time is right. I will place more envelopes in
the skort buk as long as i can, the instructions as to what to do is on
the front of each envelope so look at all of them and put them in the
correct order and please do as i instruct when you are supposed to.

I have written this in my best hoomin speak as i am not sure who will have
to help you and i know you can translate for those that may help you and i
don't want anycat not you to understand this note.

if i see you again i will not mention this unless i am sure i will get
better or if you manage to get the bak pak returned to you...

I did send a note to mosey via a mini porter as to the cordinates of the
bak pak because i can't be sure if it will stay hidden for long. I won't
actually set off the cordinates to mosey until the hoomins find me or if i
think i will go to the bridge. in the case i go to the bridge before the
hoomins come back, if they do come back I will set the porter note off as
my last act of love for my house.

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.



Trudi weeps qweetly as she reads this, knowing how tiger was always afraid
the hoomins would throw him away as all other hoomins had done, she weeps
with joy that he was able to realize that these hoomins did return for him
and care for him

she folds the letterr places it in the envelope and sorts the other
smaller envelopes... as she reads the instructions on the front of each
and puts them in order she sees that Tiger left nothing to chance and that
he was more than just the senior cat of her house.


***this ends the cleaning of the bak pak and skort buk***

On Tue, 19 Oct 2010 00:21:38 -0500, Storrmmee's
nimble, little paws typed:

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.

Oh mine towz!

I duzzen't knoze whut to say. Dat wuz so sad....
--
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

10/19/2010 9:52:04 PM

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...
On Tue, 19 Oct 2010 00:21:38 -0500, Storrmmee's
nimble, little paws typed:

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.

Oh mine towz!

I duzzen't knoze whut to say. Dat wuz so sad....
--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

{{{{{{{{{Mme. Anaïs}}}}}}}}}

sunnnniiiiiffff!
--
Pitô.ônya

himself lofed ursef beri muc...

Trudi
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...
On Tue, 19 Oct 2010 00:21:38 -0500, Storrmmee's
nimble, little paws typed:

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.

Oh mine towz!

I duzzen't knoze whut to say. Dat wuz so sad....
--
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

10/19/2010 9:52:04 PM

himself lofed ursef beri muc...

Trudi
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" nimble, little paws typed:

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.

Oh mine towz!

I duzzen't knoze whut to say. Dat wuz so sad....
--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

Mai offur yew uh hug Mme . Anaïs fur komfurt? Tiger luved yew vury mutch.
Mosey
--sad fur yew

"I love cats because I take pleasure in my home;
and little by little, the cats become its visible
soul."
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

10/19/2010 9:52:04 PM

We iz awl weepin at owr hoam tew. Tiger had sutch gud hoominz hoo luffed him
n r sew sad n misses himself.
Puuuuuuuurrs Mosey for hiz hoam.


fang ursef fur karin, Trudi
"Granby We iz all weepink at ourown houze for da pain dat trudi feelz
and for da
joy da Tigerman knew he was luffed in da end.

so another nap is successfully completed and trudi wakes, eats some food,
very glad that soft had furree get that bigger chunky stuff, not
beclawz it tastes any better but because storrmmee isunt hurkin az muc,
but she realises she must get to the business of the skort buk which is
the last thing she has to do to be ready for the ball she hasn't made
any notes for a long while and she MUST get mosey and meowies winking
recorded... it was such a nice time in the catmunity, she sniffles a
little thinking how tiger would have loved it, especially the cake, he
did love hoomin sweets... so trudi sits down and begins recording all
she records for a winking, then she looks over her notes, thinking about
who might be next to get winked, she thinks of her first special friend
bk and wonders what became of him his housemates and his hoomin, she was
a nice lady and so were his housemate,... she decides that dwelling on
that is not what she should do so she looks at the list of elibible lady
cats in the community and smiles to herself... hopefully there will be
more winkins soon enough...

Trudi finishes her notes and the skort buk begins to vibrate just a
little... Trudi remfurs that she must make a noote that MME. A. is now a
widow kitty and turns to Tiger and MME. A.'s page in her book... she
writes down the sad details and then turns to TV and cleopatra's page
and reads about them and she begins to sniffle again... she decides that
all she will do for tonight is done except for dusting the book to get
the last of the dirt, dust and soot off before she returns it to the bak
pak... she closes the book and it begins to vibrate violently...

Trudi can't figure out what it wants, she has made all of her notes, she
has cleaned it, she has replaced her golden qwill where it belongs...
then suddenly the book turns on end and an envelope falls out...

On the front of the envelope written in Tigers once elagant script made
a bit wavey with age is her name so she opens the envelope...

inside are more envelopes but there is one folded sheet of paper and on
it it says.

August 10 2010

Dear Trudence,

I saw you put th e bak pak in the ground by the 4 o'clocks and cover it.
you did an admirable job as none of the hoomins found it. this is a
good accomplishment as there were so many of them and not even any of
the nayburz found it.

I have put this envelope in the skort buk knowing you being a
responsible lady cat would clean the skort buk and catch up yourown
notes before the ball.

I am not sure what will happen to me as i am here all alone at owrz
house, i am not sure if soft anna furree will return for me or not, and
quite honestly i don't feel very strong so i am intrusting these
envelopes to you to handle them when the time is right. I will place
more envelopes in the skort buk as long as i can, the instructions as to
what to do is on the front of each envelope so look at all of them and
put them in the correct order and please do as i instruct when you are
supposed to.

I have written this in my best hoomin speak as i am not sure who will
have to help you and i know you can translate for those that may help
you and i don't want anycat not you to understand this note.

if i see you again i will not mention this unless i am sure i will get
better or if you manage to get the bak pak returned to you...

I did send a note to mosey via a mini porter as to the cordinates of the
bak pak because i can't be sure if it will stay hidden for long. I
won't actually set off the cordinates to mosey until the hoomins find me
or if i think i will go to the bridge. in the case i go to the bridge
before the hoomins come back, if they do come back I will set the porter
note off as my last act of love for my house.

Sincerely ,

Tiger T. Tomcat,

Loving husbandcat of MME. A.



Trudi weeps qweetly as she reads this, knowing how tiger was always
afraid the hoomins would throw him away as all other hoomins had done,
she weeps with joy that he was able to realize that these hoomins did
return for him and care for him

she folds the letterr places it in the envelope and sorts the other
smaller envelopes... as she reads the instructions on the front of each
and puts them in order she sees that Tiger left nothing to chance and
that he was more than just the senior cat of her house.


***this ends the cleaning of the bak pak and skort buk***