Musical interlude

[The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the
community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or
playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking,
and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a
small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a
saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax,
Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In
a voice much deeper than her petite size would
belie, she starts to play and sings]

"Some day he'll come along,
The cat I love
[she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George
Gerwishin - then resumes singing]
And he'll be big and strong,
The cat I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger]

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand ;
And in a little while,
He'll take my paw;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word

[Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the
style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker]

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above
I've found for the cat I love."

[she blows a kiss at Tiger]

"Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry -
for sushi!"

[the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his
cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles,
and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the
Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by
three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a
small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a
rice-cooker, and set up]

[Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a
futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any
ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki?

--
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

7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM

Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the
stress of the past week or so.

Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see if
Harri has returned.

Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes
float away, very softly on the cool breeze.

"Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message
...
[The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the
community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or
playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking,
and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a
small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a
saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax,
Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In
a voice much deeper than her petite size would
belie, she starts to play and sings]

"Some day he'll come along,
The cat I love
[she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George
Gerwishin - then resumes singing]
And he'll be big and strong,
The cat I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger]

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand ;
And in a little while,
He'll take my paw;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word

[Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the
style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker]

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above
I've found for the cat I love."

[she blows a kiss at Tiger]

"Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry -
for sushi!"

[the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his
cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles,
and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the
Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by
three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a
small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a
rice-cooker, and set up]

[Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a
futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any
ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki?

--
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

7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM

In article ,
"Granby" wrote:

Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the
stress of the past week or so.

Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see if
Harri has returned.

Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes
float away, very softly on the cool breeze.

I iz here. Dat is lovely music.

[As she speaks Harri rubs the top of her head under OT's chin.]

ALl of usses are back from da TED. Meowmie bringed us home yesfurday.
Paw is still in Catifurnia, but him will be heading home on Friday.

Dat food is smelling awfully good. I'll go get us a plate wif some of
efurryfing.

Harri

O T fairly busting with joy at the arrival of hisown Harri, hu rubs her eat
with his paw and asks about the rest of the family.

I kno diz izza hard time for dem but, I iz glad u iz back from da TED's. We
wil purr until your Paw gits safely homez.

Yes, i wud likez sum fudz, suddenlee I am starffink. Willow walks by as he
says this, Not so it shows fluyffy one. Hi Hari, gladz ta cee u are bak
wiff uz. Diz izza gud plaze tabe when fingz are hurtink.


"Harri Roadcat" wrote in message
...
In article ,
"Granby" wrote:

Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the
stress of the past week or so.

Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to see
if
Harri has returned.

Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes
float away, very softly on the cool breeze.

I iz here. Dat is lovely music.

[As she speaks Harri rubs the top of her head under OT's chin.]

ALl of usses are back from da TED. Meowmie bringed us home yesfurday.
Paw is still in Catifurnia, but him will be heading home on Friday.

Dat food is smelling awfully good. I'll go get us a plate wif some of
efurryfing.

Harri

Willow looks at that post and sees all the typos, Mebbe u shud let me type
when u iz diz cited.
"Granby" wrote in message
...
O T fairly busting with joy at the arrival of hisown Harri, hu rubs her
eat with his paw and asks about the rest of the family.

I kno diz izza hard time for dem but, I iz glad u iz back from da TED's.
We wil purr until your Paw gits safely homez.

Yes, i wud likez sum fudz, suddenlee I am starffink. Willow walks by as
he says this, Not so it shows fluyffy one. Hi Hari, gladz ta cee u are
bak wiff uz. Diz izza gud plaze tabe when fingz are hurtink.


"Harri Roadcat" wrote in message
...
In article ,
"Granby" wrote:

Piglet, O T and Willow have been sitting on cushions recovering from the
stress of the past week or so.

Now Ptglett, dat waz sum gudgud musick O T says as he looks around to
see if
Harri has returned.

Piglett and Willow nod their head as the sax plays softly and the notes
float away, very softly on the cool breeze.

I iz here. Dat is lovely music.

[As she speaks Harri rubs the top of her head under OT's chin.]

ALl of usses are back from da TED. Meowmie bringed us home yesfurday.
Paw is still in Catifurnia, but him will be heading home on Friday.

Dat food is smelling awfully good. I'll go get us a plate wif some of
efurryfing.

Harri

Ooh, I will hab sum sooshee, too, pleez. Maybe sum toona, or sum uv doze
liddle sammin eggz, or dat yellow gooshy stuf, or sum... oh, juss giv me a
liddle uv eech, maybe Hercule will hewp me eet it awl.

Rebecca

"Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote in message
...
[The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the
community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or
playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking,
and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a
small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a
saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax,
Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In
a voice much deeper than her petite size would
belie, she starts to play and sings]

"Some day he'll come along,
The cat I love
[she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George
Gerwishin - then resumes singing]
And he'll be big and strong,
The cat I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger]

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand ;
And in a little while,
He'll take my paw;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word

[Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the
style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker]

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above
I've found for the cat I love."

[she blows a kiss at Tiger]

"Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry -
for sushi!"

[the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his
cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles,
and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the
Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by
three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a
small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a
rice-cooker, and set up]

[Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a
futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any
ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki?

--
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

7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM

On Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:53:26 -0700, Rebecca wrote:

Ooh, I will hab sum sooshee, too, pleez. Maybe sum toona, or sum uv doze
liddle sammin eggz, or dat yellow gooshy stuf, or sum... oh, juss giv me a
liddle uv eech, maybe Hercule will hewp me eet it awl.

Rebecca

Ahh, mine sweet Rebecca! [headbump and hug]

How eez yourownself?

Ob cawze I weeel help - Itami-san, may we haff a
plate ob sashimi and anofur ob sushi. How abowt
sum: toro (tuna), sake (salmon), hamachi
(yellowtail), saba (Spanish mackerel), ebi
(shrimp), ika (squid), tako (octopus), uni
(sea-urchin - dats da yello stuff) an ikura
(salmon eggs). Hmmmm, and a few ob dem sammon-skin
futo-maki.

Well, mine deer, dat shud hold us fur now. Herez
a bottle of sake to drink, letz sit down and eet!
--
Musically Yours,

Hercule Lenoir

"Hercule Lenoir" wrote in message
...
On Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:53:26 -0700, Rebecca wrote:

Ooh, I will hab sum sooshee, too, pleez. Maybe sum toona, or sum uv doze
liddle sammin eggz, or dat yellow gooshy stuf, or sum... oh, juss giv me
a
liddle uv eech, maybe Hercule will hewp me eet it awl.

Rebecca

Ahh, mine sweet Rebecca! [headbump and hug]

How eez yourownself?

Ob cawze I weeel help - Itami-san, may we haff a
plate ob sashimi and anofur ob sushi. How abowt
sum: toro (tuna), sake (salmon), hamachi
(yellowtail), saba (Spanish mackerel), ebi
(shrimp), ika (squid), tako (octopus), uni
(sea-urchin - dats da yello stuff) an ikura
(salmon eggs). Hmmmm, and a few ob dem sammon-skin
futo-maki.

Well, mine deer, dat shud hold us fur now. Herez
a bottle of sake to drink, letz sit down and eet!
--
Musically Yours,

Hercule Lenoir

[Headbump and hug back]

Wow, yoo sertinlee knowz yur soosheez! Dis awl lukz so gudgud. Meowmie lubz
dis stufz. She haz nevver bringed ennee home, but I kan tell when she haz
bin eetin itself.

Lessee, I will start wif sum ikura, den hab sum hamachi an uni. Duz yoo
fingk dey haz whut Meowmie kallz amaebi -- raw shrimpeez wif kukked shrimpee
hedz?

Rebecca

On Fri, 31 Jul 2009 19:21:03 -0700, Rebecca wrote:

[Headbump and hug back]

Wow, yoo sertinlee knowz yur soosheez! Dis awl lukz so gudgud. Meowmie lubz
dis stufz. She haz nevver bringed ennee home, but I kan tell when she haz
bin eetin itself.

Lessee, I will start wif sum ikura, den hab sum hamachi an uni. Duz yoo
fingk dey haz whut Meowmie kallz amaebi -- raw shrimpeez wif kukked shrimpee
hedz?

Rebecca

Ahhh, well like awl kitties I luff to eet!

[Hiura-san] Fur you, miz Rebecca, sum amaebiz!
[paws plate over] I hope dat yoo enjoy zem!

I knw zat he wood haff zem! Letz sit down on a
chshion ober dere and enjoy zee nice nite and zee
fuds!

--
Musically Yours,

Hercule Lenoir

Quelle mewveilleuz! Wotz ob appwaws fur dat songk (MeOowy patting the
keyboard wif hur paws)

I wil hab sum sashimi and foto-maki, fangyu.

Cud I git a foto-maki ob Mme. Anais on dat peeano?

MeOwy, furry impwessed.

On Jul 28, 9:25*pm, "Mme. Anaïs ^..^" wrote:
[The full moon is out at Little Lake, as the
community cats are napping, chasing butterfiles or
playing. Anaïs, Hercule and Mercurio are talking,
and then nod in agreement. In front of them, a
small stage materializes, then a baby grand, a
saxaphone and a bass. Hercule picks up the sax,
Mercurio the bass, and Anaïs sits at the piano. In
a voice much deeper than her petite size would
belie, she starts to play and sings]

"Some day he'll come along,
The cat I love
[she meows: dis iz wif apologies to George
Gerwishin - then resumes singing]
And he'll be big and strong,
The cat I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay. [winks at Tiger]

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand ;
And in a little while,
He'll take my paw;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word

[Hercule plays a mellow, but complex solo in the
style of Charlie "the Bird" Parker]

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above
I've found for the cat I love."

[she blows a kiss at Tiger]

* * * * "Ummmm, awl ob dat singing makes myseff hungry -
for sushi!"

* * * * [the Inspector] "Ahhh, no worries [meows into his
cell phone, and within minutes a porter twinkles,
and Hiura-san - the Itame (sushi-chef) from the
Young's Island adventure - appears, followed by
three Japanese bob-tail kitties. They unpack a
small sushi-bar, and boxes of fish, seaweed and a
rice-cooker, and set up]

* * * * [Hiura-san] Ahhhh, Meow, Anaïs! [deftly rolls a
futo-maki] Wood yoo like a sammon-skin roll? Any
ofur kitty want some sushi, sashemi or futo-maki?

--
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

* * * * 7/28/2009 11:12:29 PM