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Da Crooze beginz!
On Sun, 13 Feb 2011 18:03:31 -0500, cshenk's
nimble, little paws typed: Daisy-chan (who's been chatting with Booker) sees along with Cash (who's been chatting with Snowflake) and give a nice purr-low wuff as she delicately enters wondering what to expect.... Meow gize! Welkum to da crooze! Haf sumfing to snak on and da bartender-kitty is rite ober dere! Da rest ob da kommunity will be arrifing soon! -- 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 2/13/2011 7:44:12 PM |
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Da Crooze beginz!
On Sun, 13 Feb 2011 14:35:31 -0800, Pi2nya AKA
Sweetee's nimble, little paws typed: she findz hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet -- Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee Meow! How iz yurseff? Here try dese liddle langostinoz. Dere furry taystee! Dis will be a luffly crooze! -- 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 2/13/2011 7:46:09 PM |
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Da Crooze beginz!
Trudi sees her furndz furm wher hersef is sittin anna wafez,,, she thinkz to
hersef, Mme A sure duz like dat sefudz, anna Tiger sure did, butted dem iz well err buggy lukin, butted den i guezz datz ok beclawz tv anna OEJ eated bugz,... Trudi iz greetful she can just think stuff wifowt blurtin it owt like sumcats, Sidewayz glanz inna general direkshun of storrmee who she saw walk by "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message ... On Sun, 13 Feb 2011 14:35:31 -0800, Pi2nya AKA Sweetee's nimble, little paws typed: she findz hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet -- Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee Meow! How iz yurseff? Here try dese liddle langostinoz. Dere furry taystee! Dis will be a luffly crooze! -- 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 2/13/2011 7:46:09 PM |
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Da Crooze beginz! FUDZ
Ooo, fudz, diz is luffly Mme Fank yew ...
Mosey, MeOwy, Pipps, hoo iz wooking at alw da nise boykatz, neerly fawlz entew da shrymp boofay, Sqweex, BobQat n Mimzy r awl injoyingh da wunnerful fudz heer..yummy..yeUP...n da drimkz is wunnerful tew..Pooky nSqweex glare at Pipps cuz hur wuntz tew drimk da hard stuf n dey sai NO!! yew r tew yung..heer hab uh nip gingur ayl... Mosey, yerown Unka... "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" On Sun, 13 Feb 2011 14:35:31 -0800, Pi2nya AKA Sweetee's nimble, little paws typed: she findz hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet -- Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee Meow! How iz yurseff? Here try dese liddle langostinoz. Dere furry taystee! Dis will be a luffly crooze! -- 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 2/13/2011 7:46:09 PM |
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Frum Pipps Da Crooze beginz! FUDZ
oh hai..sez Pipps, ai m 5 n wyl uh nise boycat kare tew joyne mee fur
dindin? ai wike da doggies tew ummmm BobQat n Mimzy xplaned doggiez tew usses n wee nebber meeted une, but MableAnne n Cash-pup r umkay wiff ussess...wookz at Unka Mosey fur uhpruvul..yuss et iz umake wiff hymself...Pipps "cshenk" wrote in message ... "Booker" wrote Booker guidz Snowflake an Chappy out ov da porter an startz hawlin soupcase after soupcase of stuf. He yellz at Snowflake to help, cuz she waz da one insistin on takin da kichen sink.But Snowflake haz successssfully manaaged to sneek away az uzual. So Chappy reluktanly helpz unlod da porter. Cash-'pup' arrrives wif Aunti Mabel anna Daisy-chan. Dey sees Chappy anna her Daisy-chan's own personal porters wag-tail anna helps Chappy. Dez very happy wif dey little tuna fisshies tips! 'Thanks Chappy!' sez bof of dem, den dey goes back to Ms Daisy-chan who is chatting wif Booker. Booker: Ize reqwested a small suite fur all free of us, I hopez dey haf it valabile. Weze needz it fur all deze soupkases. Wez packed light dis trip onnacount of bringing lots of doggie noms annacourse Ms Aunti Mabel's own INside puppy-pad dez gonna use. After da porter iz cleered, Snowflake saunterz up an fankz da boyz fur takin kare of her soupcasez. Ms Aunti gives a wry grin butted she knows Snowflake doesn't see her behind Cash, besidez, she anna Cash are busy now wif dere own and Daisy-chan's one bag. A group of uniformed sailors greet each new arrival, and take them into the tenders; then head out to the MV Purrbearer. As they ascent the staires , they see a group of ship's stewards at the top, clipboard in hand, greeting each cat: "Gud afternoon, maam's, sir. Welcom to the MV Purrbearer. Let me show you to your stateroom, and when you are ready, there is a cold seafood buffet set up in the small dining room -shrimpees, oysterz an mussels, langostinos an a selekshun ob nip an non-nip drinks. Pleeze help yourselves while waiting for everycat to arrive! Daisy-Chan thank's them for herself and her 2 HC friends den settles in to help unpack. It doesn't take long after dey shuffle the luxury litter pan (ohh, NICE sez Daisy-chan!) and add in the puppy-INdoor-pad with it's soft quilted liner, just right for sensitive discerning doggies uses. Not being sure if the room would be stocked with more pads they had brought many but to their suprise, they see under the sink a nice stash from the MV Purrbearer crew! 'Wez leafing a nice tip fur dat fellow! 2 dehydrated ducky strips about right Aunti?' sez Cash (who's not traveled in such luxury before and is very happy now that he's been called an HC with Aunti). 'Yes dear, sez both Daisy-chan and Aunti Mabel' as Aunti Mabel whites a short thank you note for the thoughtful cabin attendant and places 2 extra ordinary noms on top. 'OH!' says Daisy-chan! 'Look, wez gotted a small kittahchen anna dez has chilled well ground RMB fur you bof! Anna lookee dez got 3 crystal bowls fur us'. Looking up from her slurpings, Aunti say 'get a load of the INdoor waterfall! I kin like drinking from dis!'. The others crowd around to watch then take turns. Aunti Mabel yawns then and says 'Time for my nap kids, you both go out anna play and I'll be along later'. Her eyes widen as she sees the doggie ramp to the bed is just right for her old hips and then settles in with a happy sigh into the king sized memory foam bed. |
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Da Crooze beginz!!!
Mosey sez Ohhhh diz iz gonna bee sew mutch fun..Pipps iz ulreddy wooking tew
hab sum fuhn wif uh boycat hurown age, wich iz 5 , hur iz beingh sew sillee. yeUP Mosey den goze bak tew hiz wifekitty MeOwy n gibz hur uh big hug n uh nosepoink n da uthur geztz dere clap n waff..MeOwy blushus...wull, sez Mosey, wee iz styll noolywinkz, sew tew speek, wee gotted winked ..cowntz toez,...lezz dan 4 munthz...waffs.. MeOwy waffz wen hur seez hur wink kaownt on hiz toze..yew r sew sillee, mai luv... Diz iz gunna be uh great tyme, dey boff ugree yeUP. Trudi leaves the gordon kittees state room and goes to find the smell iof fishees and shrimps origination... as she arrivez she sees a familar looking pooch person arriving also... she goes to her new frund and sayz Hi maybelle, I iz glad ursef camed wiffa daisy anna cash, I wuzint sure ifin diz kruze wuld be sumfin ursefz mite like, but i sure iz glad ursef iz here, how bowt we gets sum fudz anna haz sumfinta drink in dat sunny deck purt ofur der, dat sun lukz reallee infitin... they wantder to the table anna luk fur sum doggie kindsa fudz... a wate kitty appreas and guides then to the duck broth, duck bits, anna special fortified protien meat balls with extra bone meal balls. as maybell chooses trudi sees some cheese with nip bits, cottage chees and a bowl of cream, the porter/wate kitty carries their choices to a deck chair and sets everything down for them. Rudi: man does this look gud, I haz been working mines sef to a frazzel, der wuz lotsa stuffzsta du settin up aktifiteez, but now alla dat iz done so iz gonna relaz diz afurnoon, what iz yourown pwanz, I see no kitty haz been upsted by ur doggieness? Trudi "cshenk" wrote in message ... Aunti Mabel yawns then and says 'Time for my nap kids, you both go out anna play and I'll be along later'. Her eyes widen as she sees the doggie ramp to the bed is just right for her old hips and then settles in with a happy sigh into the king sized memory foam bed. Aunti Mabel wakens to a general soft music drifting in the porthole and a soft breeze redolant of the sea and it's riches. With a long happy stretch and wag of tail, she neatly takes care of a few personal needs then goes to the dresser to select something nice but not too ostentatious for an afternoon on the deck. She muses that the diamonds might make some of the kittahs feel bad so selects instead a simple tigerstone necklace that matches her eyes of buttery-brown. It is afterall, an afternoon affair as of yet. She notes with a grin, Daisy-chan's favored turquoise earrings and necklace are missing. So is Cash's favorite turquoise collar with the subdued delicate but manly spangles. heheh she wuffs. He's a big goof but we luv him and he sure does like to try to dress up and match that little Daisy-chan lady! Thinking. Aunti Mabel changes to wear her turquiose necklace and adds her sweater that is the same color but shot lightly with silver threads. Surveying in mirror she notes it nicely hides that she's still a bit too thin yet leaves a silky overall pleasing look. Slightly dressier than the others as they arrived, but should carry well to the first evening early cocktail hour. Sauntering off, she goes to join the fun. She recalls chatting a lot with Trudi last time and wonders of Orion will be there? Following her nose which is as sharp as ever, she finds the party is starting. She steps gently down the stairs hoping to not intrude on the fun but knowing she looks pretty nice, it's a relatively grand entrance for a grand Dame HC..... Daisy-chan (who's been chatting with Booker) sees along with Cash (who's been chatting with Snowflake) and give a nice purr-low wuff as she delicately enters wondering what to expect.... |
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Da Crooze beginz!
Trudi leaves the gordon kittees state room and goes to find the smell iof fishees and shrimps origination... as she arrivez she sees a familar looking pooch person arriving also... she goes to her new frund and sayz Hi maybelle, I iz glad ursef camed wiffa daisy anna cash, I wuzint sure ifin diz kruze wuld be sumfin ursefz mite like, but i sure iz glad ursef iz here, how bowt we gets sum fudz anna haz sumfinta drink in dat sunny deck purt ofur der, dat sun lukz reallee infitin... they wantder to the table anna luk fur sum doggie kindsa fudz... Ohh says Aunti Mabel 'lots of gudies here! I'll take a non-nip drink please.' Laughter in her eyes she looks to a waiter and tries ASL. He cocks his head the the sid and nudges another, who answers in ASL 'What will it be my lady?'. a wate kitty appreas and guides then to the duck broth, duck bits, anna special fortified protien meat balls with extra bone meal balls. Aunti choses duck broth with meatballs and bone then looks to see: as maybell chooses trudi sees some cheese with nip bits, cottage chees and a bowl of cream, the porter/wate kitty carries their choices to a deck chair and sets everything down for them. 'Ah so nice Trudi! Hehehe I see Cash and Daisy-chan are having fun at the bar! Who's that they are having sushi with? She's rather pretty!' says Aunti Mabel Rudi: man does this look gud, I haz been working mines sef to a frazzel, der wuz lotsa stuffzsta du settin up aktifiteez, but now alla dat iz done so iz gonna relaz diz afurnoon, what iz yourown pwanz, I see no kitty haz been upsted by ur doggieness? 'Naw Rudi. At my venerable age, kittahs know I'z a friend. Now don't ya get worried iffin Daisy-chan starts chasing Cash-pup. It's how she keeps trim anna at 11lbs, she's fast enough to chase his 56 lbs around fur exercise.' says Aunti Mabel with a twinkle in her eyes. Delicately sampling some duck broth, she grants this is as good as at Chez Shenk's and they spend some happy time passing recipes. Then some time later as ladies chat goes... "Ohh, who's that pretty mancat over there? The one looking at the nip with the wunnerful tigger tricolor?' says Aunti Mabel. "cshenk" wrote in message ... Aunti Mabel yawns then and says 'Time for my nap kids, you both go out anna play and I'll be along later'. Her eyes widen as she sees the doggie ramp to the bed is just right for her old hips and then settles in with a happy sigh into the king sized memory foam bed. Aunti Mabel wakens to a general soft music drifting in the porthole and a soft breeze redolant of the sea and it's riches. With a long happy stretch and wag of tail, she neatly takes care of a few personal needs then goes to the dresser to select something nice but not too ostentatious for an afternoon on the deck. She muses that the diamonds might make some of the kittahs feel bad so selects instead a simple tigerstone necklace that matches her eyes of buttery-brown. It is afterall, an afternoon affair as of yet. She notes with a grin, Daisy-chan's favored turquoise earrings and necklace are missing. So is Cash's favorite turquoise collar with the subdued delicate but manly spangles. heheh she wuffs. He's a big goof but we luv him and he sure does like to try to dress up and match that little Daisy-chan lady! Thinking. Aunti Mabel changes to wear her turquiose necklace and adds her sweater that is the same color but shot lightly with silver threads. Surveying in mirror she notes it nicely hides that she's still a bit too thin yet leaves a silky overall pleasing look. Slightly dressier than the others as they arrived, but should carry well to the first evening early cocktail hour. Sauntering off, she goes to join the fun. She recalls chatting a lot with Trudi last time and wonders of Orion will be there? Following her nose which is as sharp as ever, she finds the party is starting. She steps gently down the stairs hoping to not intrude on the fun but knowing she looks pretty nice, it's a relatively grand entrance for a grand Dame HC..... Daisy-chan (who's been chatting with Booker) sees along with Cash (who's been chatting with Snowflake) and give a nice purr-low wuff as she delicately enters wondering what to expect.... |
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Da Crooze beginz!
i izunt sure who iz eatin sucheez or who da mancat iz, i duzint hafe gud
eyesite in diz here sun, i seemsta not be able ta se beree gud in da datime anyeemore, butted hopefully dey will come clozer anna speak so i can introduze ursef, almozt efuricat here iz knowin mozt ofur catz, Trudi "cshenk" wrote in message ... Trudi leaves the gordon kittees state room and goes to find the smell iof fishees and shrimps origination... as she arrivez she sees a familar looking pooch person arriving also... she goes to her new frund and sayz Hi maybelle, I iz glad ursef camed wiffa daisy anna cash, I wuzint sure ifin diz kruze wuld be sumfin ursefz mite like, but i sure iz glad ursef iz here, how bowt we gets sum fudz anna haz sumfinta drink in dat sunny deck purt ofur der, dat sun lukz reallee infitin... they wantder to the table anna luk fur sum doggie kindsa fudz... Ohh says Aunti Mabel 'lots of gudies here! I'll take a non-nip drink please.' Laughter in her eyes she looks to a waiter and tries ASL. He cocks his head the the sid and nudges another, who answers in ASL 'What will it be my lady?'. a wate kitty appreas and guides then to the duck broth, duck bits, anna special fortified protien meat balls with extra bone meal balls. Aunti choses duck broth with meatballs and bone then looks to see: as maybell chooses trudi sees some cheese with nip bits, cottage chees and a bowl of cream, the porter/wate kitty carries their choices to a deck chair and sets everything down for them. 'Ah so nice Trudi! Hehehe I see Cash and Daisy-chan are having fun at the bar! Who's that they are having sushi with? She's rather pretty!' says Aunti Mabel Rudi: man does this look gud, I haz been working mines sef to a frazzel, der wuz lotsa stuffzsta du settin up aktifiteez, but now alla dat iz done so iz gonna relaz diz afurnoon, what iz yourown pwanz, I see no kitty haz been upsted by ur doggieness? 'Naw Rudi. At my venerable age, kittahs know I'z a friend. Now don't ya get worried iffin Daisy-chan starts chasing Cash-pup. It's how she keeps trim anna at 11lbs, she's fast enough to chase his 56 lbs around fur exercise.' says Aunti Mabel with a twinkle in her eyes. Delicately sampling some duck broth, she grants this is as good as at Chez Shenk's and they spend some happy time passing recipes. Then some time later as ladies chat goes... "Ohh, who's that pretty mancat over there? The one looking at the nip with the wunnerful tigger tricolor?' says Aunti Mabel. "cshenk" wrote in message ... Aunti Mabel yawns then and says 'Time for my nap kids, you both go out anna play and I'll be along later'. Her eyes widen as she sees the doggie ramp to the bed is just right for her old hips and then settles in with a happy sigh into the king sized memory foam bed. Aunti Mabel wakens to a general soft music drifting in the porthole and a soft breeze redolant of the sea and it's riches. With a long happy stretch and wag of tail, she neatly takes care of a few personal needs then goes to the dresser to select something nice but not too ostentatious for an afternoon on the deck. She muses that the diamonds might make some of the kittahs feel bad so selects instead a simple tigerstone necklace that matches her eyes of buttery-brown. It is afterall, an afternoon affair as of yet. She notes with a grin, Daisy-chan's favored turquoise earrings and necklace are missing. So is Cash's favorite turquoise collar with the subdued delicate but manly spangles. heheh she wuffs. He's a big goof but we luv him and he sure does like to try to dress up and match that little Daisy-chan lady! Thinking. Aunti Mabel changes to wear her turquiose necklace and adds her sweater that is the same color but shot lightly with silver threads. Surveying in mirror she notes it nicely hides that she's still a bit too thin yet leaves a silky overall pleasing look. Slightly dressier than the others as they arrived, but should carry well to the first evening early cocktail hour. Sauntering off, she goes to join the fun. She recalls chatting a lot with Trudi last time and wonders of Orion will be there? Following her nose which is as sharp as ever, she finds the party is starting. She steps gently down the stairs hoping to not intrude on the fun but knowing she looks pretty nice, it's a relatively grand entrance for a grand Dame HC..... Daisy-chan (who's been chatting with Booker) sees along with Cash (who's been chatting with Snowflake) and give a nice purr-low wuff as she delicately enters wondering what to expect.... |
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Da Crooze beginz! FUDZ
trudi makes a mental note to add a class for the single girlcats on "bein
kule" "Mosey =^..^=" wrote in message ... Ooo, fudz, diz is luffly Mme Fank yew ... Mosey, MeOwy, Pipps, hoo iz wooking at alw da nise boykatz, neerly fawlz entew da shrymp boofay, Sqweex, BobQat n Mimzy r awl injoyingh da wunnerful fudz heer..yummy..yeUP...n da drimkz is wunnerful tew..Pooky nSqweex glare at Pipps cuz hur wuntz tew drimk da hard stuf n dey sai NO!! yew r tew yung..heer hab uh nip gingur ayl... Mosey, yerown Unka... "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" On Sun, 13 Feb 2011 14:35:31 -0800, Pi2nya AKA Sweetee's nimble, little paws typed: she findz hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet -- Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee Meow! How iz yurseff? Here try dese liddle langostinoz. Dere furry taystee! Dis will be a luffly crooze! -- 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 2/13/2011 7:46:09 PM |
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Da Crooze beginz!
[...where she findz Sundance waiting for her! He iz wearing a spiffy tuxedo
and holding a small package wrapped with ribbons in different colors. Sundance gives Pitô.ônya a cheek rub on each side.] Hihi, Sweetee. Yoo lukz bootiful! I kan hardlee beleev dat it haz bin a yeer alreddy since we wuz winked. I know it iznt kwite Valleytimez Day yet, but I hav dis liddle purrzint fur yurownself. Be kareful openin it, kuz doze ribbinz iz part uv da purrzint. [Pitô.ônya carefully opens the package. Inside she finds a small bottle of Chat-nel No. 5 purrfume.] I hopez yoo likez dat scent. If yoo wud purrfur a difurint wun, it kan be eschanged. Sundance "Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message ... Pitô.ônya iz skurryink thru da "Bles-Um Mall", tryink tu fynd juzt da rite givt furr Sundance...In da Jewelry store Gold In Silver's she finds juzt the thing an haz it rappt in red, then rushes bak tu da gezt bedruum to port offurr in da awlreddy-lowded porter---Split sekundz laytur she arrrifz at da ship's tenders, fynillee tranzfurrink onto MV Purrbearer. After arrifink in dere stateroom, she unpackz and catalite phones Sundance tellin him ov hur arrifull, hiz large snack-bar and the cold seafood buffet set up in the small dining room wiff shrimpees, oysterz an mussels, langostinos an a selekshun ob nip an non-nip drinks. Affurr showerink, kikkin doze pink-ponk bawlz uhrownd, and chayngink, she findz hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet -- Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee "Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message ... It is just after dawn in New York City, and an aqua '57 T-Bird wends its way from the Village to the Upper West Side; there is little traffic at this hour, most of it delivery vans and trucks. At the wheel of the T-Bird is a petite, cream-and-white Persian cat, bundled up against the cold; the streets are lined with the icy, now dirty remnants of the last few snow-storms. She has scheduled a busy morning: meetings with all of the various crew leaders of the ship; checking provisions and supplies, meeting with Captain LeGrand - and then hopefully, a nap before the community arrives. The T-Bird pulls into the 79th Street Boat Basin, and Anaïs see's Cleo's yacht, the MV Purrbearer anchored in the Hudson: it is too large a vessel to dock in the Boat Basin and so ship's tenders take cargo and passengers to the ship. The basin is a hub of activity at this early hour: trucks are unloading supplies for the community cruise, and sailors from the Purrbearer are loading them into tenders. A uniformed tuxie-cat greets Anaïs: "Put your car in long-term parking, Ma'am?" She nods in agreement, handing him a few toonas as a tip, as a second tuxie takes her luggage to the ship's tender waiting for her. Two sailors, looking spiffy in their uniforms with "MV Purrbearer" embroidered on them, greet her. "Meow, Mme. Lachatte! Welcome back to the MV Purrbearer!" They take her luggage, fire up the engine, and the tender pulls into the river and heads to the ship. The tender pulls up to the side of the yacht, as it stairs are lowered; Anaïs climbs on board where she is greeted by Stevenson, Cleo's major-domo. "Welcome aboard, Mme. Anaïs! It is good to see you again! I know that you wanted to meet with the staff supervisors early, so I have gathered them in the conference room for your meetings. I'll have one of the stewards take your luggage to your stateroom so we can get to business immediately." Stevenson and Anaïs walk below-deck to the mahogany paneled conference room, where around the table are all of the yacht's crew supervisors: the executive chef, head steward, the purser and so on; Anaïs opens her briefcase, takes out her laptop and settles into the business of preparing for the event. Business-like, but cheerful snatches of meowed conversations can be heard: "Yes, the breton oysters are here, as well as the Chesapeake blue-point. Lobsters from Maine are on ice... Dungeness crabs too.... yes, ping-pong balls in Ms. Pitoonya's stateroom.... the mirrored stateroom for Ms. Sunrise, yes, yes... the large snack-bar for Mr. Sundance... rolls of paper towels and TP in Meowy's stateroom... a stateroom with an office and computer for Ms. Trudi... yes, the Chat Lunatique champagne is on board. Ah, and the sushi-bar for Hiura-san? Yes, it is here..." and so on until all of the details have been taken care of. It is now noon, and Captain LeGrand comes in as they are finishing up, and invites Anaïs to lunch with him and the first-mate so they can plan further details of the cruise. After lunch, Anaïs, tired from a day of meetings, goes to her stateroom and admires the view of the NY skyline; she daydreams and she thinks of the skyline of Paris and her college years - a skyline quite different when she was a young girl-cat. Tired, she draws the curtain, and curls up on a soft silk cushion to take a nap before the community arrives. She drifts off to sleep, and in her reverie, feels a gentle grooming of her head and a purr just like Tiger's. "I iz so proud of you going on like dis, picking up and leading a 'venture, mine luff..." She awakens, so startled that she has to get up and walk around the stateroom to make certain that she is alone but yes, the stateroom is empty and the door still locked. She goes to lie down again, and notices a large kitty-sized impression in the soft cushion, right next to hers, and three forget-me-nots that she knows weren't there before. She smiles, and falls asleep again, contented. -- 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 2/11/2011 7:44:11 PM |
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