The pirate dogs appear

[The kitties on the beach are working quickly to build a defense system.
Trebuchets are being built, rawhides are being cut and twisted into dog
bones, jingly bell toys are being fetched from the hotel's stores, and
Tiger and the Inspector have their supplies of dognip.

The decrepit wooden ship, flying the Jolly Rover pirate flag, can be seen
in the distance sailing towards the Community kittie's lagoon. The yacht
upon which the kitties arrived, Cleo's MV Purrbearer, is anchored in a
sheltered arm of the lagoon where it can't be seen from the open water.
Cleo, TV, Anais, and Tiger can be seen huddling together, making plans.
Their tails are twitching as the plot, suggesting that they are drawing up
some truly masterful plans. As they plan, Cleo is speaking on her cell
phone.

Once the huddle is over, these four go to help the other kitties with
preperations. Over on MV Purrbearer, some action can be seen. Five Russian
Blue cats appear on deck, carrying gear bags. Captain Legrand speaks with
the leader of the squad, who then meows orders. All five cats dig in their
bags and come out with swim masks, Draeger rebreathers, and swim fins. The
lead cat also carries a large waterproof pouch. A rope ladder is thrown
over the side and the five cats scramble down into the water. They all
line up, adjust their gear, and submerge. Nothing can be seen of them
except for the last few inches of their grey tails, sticking straight out
of the water. They move out in formation, their tails making small wakes.
As they move away from the ship even the tail tips disappear under the
water.

If a kitty had even better vision than usual or had a telescope near to
hand, he might be able to see something happening on the pirate ship. The
pirate dogs, seeing new prey at hand, were all gathered around the bow of
the ship. This left midships and the stern unwatched. Several minutes
after disappearing under the water, five sleek grey forms could be seen
scaling the wooden hull of the ship and disappearing over the railing. A
few minutes later they climbed back over the railing, jumped into the
water, and again disappeared. Later, just a few feet away from
MV Purrbearer, five grey tail tips again poked out of the water. The squad
returned to the Purrbearer, scaled the rope ladder, and disappeared below
deck.]

[As the ship draws closer, the kitties on the beach can see a mangy
looking mutt on the bridge of the ship. An older mixed breed, the
Captain-dog looks to be part german shepherd, part labrador, and parts of
who-knows-what else. The Captain is barking orders to the crew, but most
of the crew is standing by the rail at the bow of the ships, their tails
wagging.]

"What do yer think yer doing? Pirates don't WAG THEIR TAILS! Stop that
ridiculous behavior! Bad dogs, bad! Get back to yer bizness, like real
pirate dogs. You don't want to look bad in front of CATS, do you?"

[The pirate dogs appear to be used to the Captain's ranting - they ignore
him completely. ]

On Fri, 23 Feb 2007 11:50:20 -0800, Amelia T Cat wrote:

[As the ship draws closer, the kitties on the beach can see a mangy
looking mutt on the bridge of the ship. An older mixed breed, the
Captain-dog looks to be part german shepherd, part labrador, and parts of
who-knows-what else. The Captain is barking orders to the crew, but most
of the crew is standing by the rail at the bow of the ships, their tails
wagging.]

[Jocko and Big Mama come over to consult with Cleo and Anais. They chat
for a few moments, then Cleo waves the resort manager over. They talk for
a few moments, then Big Mama leaves with the resort manager, headed
towards the main building.]

Hey, efurrykitty, when you hear some loud mad-cat sounds, don't worry
'bout it. It's just Big Mama growling through the PA system.

[Shortly after Jocko finishes spreading the news, the resort's PA system
comes to life. With loudspeakers spread all over the island, it provides
excellent sound quality that is easily heard even a little ways out to sea.

The yowls and screams of an enraged mountain lion flood the island.
Judging by the sound alone, one might think a 50 foot tall wildcat was
stalking the beach. Our Community kitties, knowing that it's friendly Big
Mama, chuckle quietly. Out on the pirate dog ship, though, the reaction is
a little different. The crew dogs, who had been milling around the bow of
the ship with their tails wagging, are no longer wagging. They're now
slinking slowly away from the bow, tails low, whimpering a little.]

She sure duza gud job at dat, Chester and tiger listen admirinly
Jocko the Diving Cat wrote in message
news
On Fri, 23 Feb 2007 11:50:20 -0800, Amelia T Cat wrote:

[As the ship draws closer, the kitties on the beach can see a mangy
looking mutt on the bridge of the ship. An older mixed breed, the
Captain-dog looks to be part german shepherd, part labrador, and parts
of
who-knows-what else. The Captain is barking orders to the crew, but most
of the crew is standing by the rail at the bow of the ships, their tails
wagging.]

[Jocko and Big Mama come over to consult with Cleo and Anais. They chat
for a few moments, then Cleo waves the resort manager over. They talk for
a few moments, then Big Mama leaves with the resort manager, headed
towards the main building.]

Hey, efurrykitty, when you hear some loud mad-cat sounds, don't worry
'bout it. It's just Big Mama growling through the PA system.

[Shortly after Jocko finishes spreading the news, the resort's PA system
comes to life. With loudspeakers spread all over the island, it provides
excellent sound quality that is easily heard even a little ways out to
sea.

The yowls and screams of an enraged mountain lion flood the island.
Judging by the sound alone, one might think a 50 foot tall wildcat was
stalking the beach. Our Community kitties, knowing that it's friendly Big
Mama, chuckle quietly. Out on the pirate dog ship, though, the reaction is
a little different. The crew dogs, who had been milling around the bow of
the ship with their tails wagging, are no longer wagging. They're now
slinking slowly away from the bow, tails low, whimpering a little.]

Jocko the Diving Cat wrote:
On Fri, 23 Feb 2007 11:50:20 -0800, Amelia T Cat wrote:

[As the ship draws closer, the kitties on the beach can see a mangy
looking mutt on the bridge of the ship. An older mixed breed, the
Captain-dog looks to be part german shepherd, part labrador, and
parts of who-knows-what else. The Captain is barking orders to the
crew, but most of the crew is standing by the rail at the bow of the
ships, their tails wagging.]

[Jocko and Big Mama come over to consult with Cleo and Anais. They
chat for a few moments, then Cleo waves the resort manager over. They
talk for a few moments, then Big Mama leaves with the resort manager,
headed towards the main building.]

Hey, efurrykitty, when you hear some loud mad-cat sounds, don't worry
'bout it. It's just Big Mama growling through the PA system.

[Shortly after Jocko finishes spreading the news, the resort's PA
system comes to life. With loudspeakers spread all over the island,
it provides excellent sound quality that is easily heard even a
little ways out to sea.

The yowls and screams of an enraged mountain lion flood the island.
Judging by the sound alone, one might think a 50 foot tall wildcat was
stalking the beach. Our Community kitties, knowing that it's friendly
Big Mama, chuckle quietly. Out on the pirate dog ship, though, the
reaction is a little different. The crew dogs, who had been milling
around the bow of the ship with their tails wagging, are no longer
wagging. They're now slinking slowly away from the bow, tails low,
whimpering a little.]

Pit2nya turnz ti Rebecca an day boff shtart gigglink madly, den day joynz
in

MMMMEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRROOOOWWWWW!!!!!

TeeeeeeeeeeeeeHeeeeeeeeeeeHeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!
--
Pitô.ônya

On Fri, 23 Feb 2007 11:50:20 -0800, Amelia T Cat wrote:

[As the ship draws closer, the kitties on the beach can see a mangy
looking mutt on the bridge of the ship. An older mixed breed, the
Captain-dog looks to be part german shepherd, part labrador, and parts of
who-knows-what else. The Captain is barking orders to the crew, but most
of the crew is standing by the rail at the bow of the ships, their tails
wagging.]

"What do yer think yer doing? Pirates don't WAG THEIR TAILS! Stop that
ridiculous behavior! Bad dogs, bad! Get back to yer bizness, like real
pirate dogs. You don't want to look bad in front of CATS, do you?"

[The pirate dogs appear to be used to the Captain's ranting - they ignore
him completely. ]

[As the pirate ship moves across the lagoon, the beach is a flurry of
kitty activity, except for one older, large grey cat with steel-rimmed
spectacles, Mercurio. One might think he were napping, but if you were
to more closely observe him, you would see that he was waiting.]

[Ranger calls out: He lookit that! From the beach, the captain can be
seen struggling with the wheel, which is now turning the ship toward a
collision with an outcropping of rocks. Then, the captain then falls
over as the wheel suddenly disappears from his hands. The sails then
drop down because their lines have disappeared and the ship slows to a
crawl. The captain climbs up a rope ladder to get a better view, and
realizes that his pirate ship is slowly going to run aground on the
rocks and he can't do anything about it. He barks orders to his
doggie-crew, and then, the rope ladder disappears, and he lands on his
rump in front of his crew...]

On the beach, Mercurio yawns, stretches, and begins to wash his face
with his paws...
--
Ciao kittiez,

Mercurio
2/24/2007 12:16:18 AM

veri impurrsife, Tiger who iz innerezted inna kind of work dat diz here
kitty duz...
Mercurio wrote in message
...
On Fri, 23 Feb 2007 11:50:20 -0800, Amelia T Cat wrote:

[As the ship draws closer, the kitties on the beach can see a mangy
looking mutt on the bridge of the ship. An older mixed breed, the
Captain-dog looks to be part german shepherd, part labrador, and parts
of
who-knows-what else. The Captain is barking orders to the crew, but most
of the crew is standing by the rail at the bow of the ships, their tails
wagging.]

"What do yer think yer doing? Pirates don't WAG THEIR TAILS! Stop that
ridiculous behavior! Bad dogs, bad! Get back to yer bizness, like real
pirate dogs. You don't want to look bad in front of CATS, do you?"

[The pirate dogs appear to be used to the Captain's ranting - they
ignore
him completely. ]

[As the pirate ship moves across the lagoon, the beach is a flurry of
kitty activity, except for one older, large grey cat with steel-rimmed
spectacles, Mercurio. One might think he were napping, but if you were
to more closely observe him, you would see that he was waiting.]

[Ranger calls out: He lookit that! From the beach, the captain can be
seen struggling with the wheel, which is now turning the ship toward a
collision with an outcropping of rocks. Then, the captain then falls
over as the wheel suddenly disappears from his hands. The sails then
drop down because their lines have disappeared and the ship slows to a
crawl. The captain climbs up a rope ladder to get a better view, and
realizes that his pirate ship is slowly going to run aground on the
rocks and he can't do anything about it. He barks orders to his
doggie-crew, and then, the rope ladder disappears, and he lands on his
rump in front of his crew...]

On the beach, Mercurio yawns, stretches, and begins to wash his face
with his paws...
--
Ciao kittiez,

Mercurio
2/24/2007 12:16:18 AM

On Sat, 24 Feb 2007 00:33:20 -0500, Mercurio's little, agile paws
typed:


On the beach, Mercurio yawns, stretches, and begins to wash his face
with his paws...

Ahhh, dis eez a gud development. Furry good especially since dis
izland duzznt haff itz own police or security force.

--
à bientôt,

Jacques

On Fri, 23 Feb 2007 08:33:41 -0800, Amelia T Cat's nimble, little paws
typed:

[The kitties on the beach are working quickly to build a defense system.
Trebuchets are being built, rawhides are being cut and twisted into dog
bones, jingly bell toys are being fetched from the hotel's stores, and
Tiger and the Inspector have their supplies of dognip.

Hmmmm, it seems dat da pirate ship is goink to run aground, duzzin't
it, Cleo?

[and as she speaks, the ship does indeed, very slowly beach itself on
an outcropping of rocks on a sandbar, and grind to a halt]

Well, Amelia, it it luks like we've got a gud supply of rawhide
chewz; seems dat we is reddy fur phaze two, duzzin't it?

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs
2/26/2007 1:42:57 PM

Hmmmm, it seems dat da pirate ship is goink to run aground, duzzin't
it, Cleo?

[and as she speaks, the ship does indeed, very slowly beach itself on
an outcropping of rocks on a sandbar, and grind to a halt]

Well, Amelia, it it luks like we've got a gud supply of rawhide
chewz; seems dat we is reddy fur phaze two, duzzin't it?

Yes, we are! Let's get rolling.

Ok, everykitty, we've done very well with our work - we now have two
complete trebuchets built, and a huge stack of rawhide bones, jingly
balls, and pingpong balls. Sammy and Tabitha, if you would pull the
basket down on that one, I'll pull down the basket on this one. Kitties,
let's load a bunch of rawhide bones and balls into the baskets. Then we'll
line up the trebuchets.... just about... there.

Ok, Sammy, on the count of 3, pull that toggle pin and fire. 1... 2... 3!

[With that Sammy and Amelia fire both trebuchets. Dozens of rawhide bones,
jingle balls, and pingpong balls fly toward the pirate ship. Those from
Sammy's launcher pass low over the ship and fall into the water on the
other side. Those from Amelia's launcher fall just a few feet short, just
missing the nearest rail. The pirate dogs, seeing so many yummy and fun
toys streaking past, can't help themselves; they begin leaping over the
railing, into the water, chasing toys. In a matter of minutes, the water
around the pirate ship is churning with playful dogs. A few of the older
dogs tire quickly, swim to the shore, and fall asleep. To keep the
remaining dogs occupied, the shore cats struggle to reload the launchers.

As they fight against the stubborn launcher, Amelia spots a couple of very
large Rottweilers swim to shore, spot the launchers, and run as fast as
they can towards the launchers. As Amelia meows a warning, the Rotties
arrive - and jump onto the launchers, helping the kitties to get them
reloaded. After the launchers are fired again, Amelia look curiously at
the large dogs.]

Hihi! I'z Ralphie, and dis is Freddie. We'z nice doggies - we like
kitties. We saw dat you was fighting da Captain, so we figgered we ought
to help. We din't want to become pirates - pirates isn't good guys, but
we'z gudgud doggies.