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Preparing for the Jellicle Ball
[As everybody scurries around getting food distributed and put into
storage, they are interrupted by the sound of a fleet of helicopters flying overhead. As they watch, the choppers make low passes over the neighboring blackened hillsides, and drop clouds of something green. After dropping a load of green stuff, a helicopter will fly off, then the next copter in line drops it's load right next to where the previous one dropped. In short order all of the surrounding hillsides have been covered with the mysterious green stuff. The lead copter approached Ginger Valley, and as it gets closer it’s seen that this is actually a catacopter, with a little silver kitty at the controls. The copter lands in a clearing and the kitty gets out.] Sammy: Francesca, is dat you? What are you doing flying da catacopter? And where did you find it? Francesca the Fierce: Yes, itz me. I was going thru da desk in my room at home - you know, da room dat used to be Harri Roadcat’s - an I founded her notes on where da catacopter was hangered and how to fly it. I was out tryin it out when I saw dat all the hills around here was black, and figgered dat wifout grass an stuff when da rains come all da soil will wash away. So I ‘ported over to da Forest Service base in Sam Bernardino an found some offur kitties who could fly, and we dropped a mixture of grass seed an mulch an fertilizer on da burned areas. Dat way mebbe some grass will start to grow before the rains come an mebbe we can avoid flooding. Sammy: Wow! Dats a good idea. Do you fink mebbe some of da Forest Service cats could arrange to get more trees planted here, to help da critters dat eat parts of trees? Francesca: Already workin on it! Later today a bunch of volunteers will be flying in wif some seedlings. In fact, dat sounds like dem now. [Sure enough, a large cargo helicopter is soon seen heading for the clearing. It’s a good thing it’s a big clearing! After the big Sikorsky settles and it’s rotors wind down, the side door opens and a large beaver wearing a hard cat emerges.] Francesca: Sammy, dis is mine friend Chip. Him brought a dozen volunteers and dozens of seedlings. Chip, dis is mine brofur Sammy. Chip: Hey there, Sam! How they hangin? Nice to meetcha. Hey, Franny, we’re all ready to go. Looks like there’s some very promising growing areas up on those milder slopes. If nobody has any objection we’ll just get started planting and watering. |
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Preparing for the Jellicle Ball
Community Kitties wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
[As everybody scurries around getting food distributed and put into storage, they are interrupted by the sound of a fleet of helicopters flying overhead. As they watch, the choppers make low passes over the neighboring blackened hillsides, and drop clouds of something green. After dropping a load of green stuff, a helicopter will fly off, then the next copter in line drops it's load right next to where the previous one dropped. In short order all of the surrounding hillsides have been covered with the mysterious green stuff. The lead copter approached Ginger Valley, and as it gets closer it’s seen that this is actually a catacopter, with a little silver kitty at the controls. The copter lands in a clearing and the kitty gets out.] Sammy: Francesca, is dat you? What are you doing flying da catacopter? And where did you find it? Francesca the Fierce: Yes, itz me. I was going thru da desk in my room at home - you know, da room dat used to be Harri Roadcat’s - an I founded her notes on where da catacopter was hangered and how to fly it. I was out tryin it out when I saw dat all the hills around here was black, and figgered dat wifout grass an stuff when da rains come all da soil will wash away. So I ‘ported over to da Forest Service base in Sam Bernardino an found some offur kitties who could fly, and we dropped a mixture of grass seed an mulch an fertilizer on da burned areas. Dat way mebbe some grass will start to grow before the rains come an mebbe we can avoid flooding. Sammy: Wow! Dats a good idea. Do you fink mebbe some of da Forest Service cats could arrange to get more trees planted here, to help da critters dat eat parts of trees? Francesca: Already workin on it! Later today a bunch of volunteers will be flying in wif some seedlings. In fact, dat sounds like dem now. [Sure enough, a large cargo helicopter is soon seen heading for the clearing. It’s a good thing it’s a big clearing! After the big Sikorsky settles and it’s rotors wind down, the side door opens and a large beaver wearing a hard cat emerges.] Francesca: Sammy, dis is mine friend Chip. Him brought a dozen volunteers and dozens of seedlings. Chip, dis is mine brofur Sammy. Chip: Hey there, Sam! How they hangin? Nice to meetcha. Hey, Franny, we’re all ready to go. Looks like there’s some very promising growing areas up on those milder slopes. If nobody has any objection we’ll just get started planting and watering. Mr Bobcat and a group of locals come up to help. Mr Sire and his daughter have small pull poles (a very ancient device with panniers on the sides, it doesnt get stuck on the hills). Several deer head out and knowing trees so well, they direct dogs and others able to dig, where to put holes for the seedlings. It will also stabilize the soil with proper placement. With delight, the little mare squeels when she sees several types of apple trees! There are 20 in all and they are cross pollenators plus there are 2 crabapples (universal pollenators) they can centrally place. They are big ones (6-7ft) so in 2 years, they should have a natural crop of apples. With careful measurement, they plant them in 2 cirles with a crabapple in the center. The circles are far enough apart, that there will be a gap between them. If they got it right, the sun will set perfectly between them at the time of the ball, when standing at the big piece of granite that they always used for ceremonies. A bunch of raccons and squirrels run by with seedling pines that will make lovely pine nuts in a few years. A goat with 2 panniers of blackberry plants heads to one of the less stable looking cliffs thinking they grow fast and will stabilize it. She has 2 raccoons on her back that can nimbly plant them. Their hands/paws make it easy to hold on as she climbs or drops the sheer cliffs to get to her destination. 7 Armadilos (most just kids) head out with the livelyist worms from their breaskfast bowls and break up the soil that was black but healthy still under it, and drop a few in. Mr Bobcat orders more live earthworms. He didnt know they were an important part of the forrest, but now he does. As things progress, it will be green in spring and some will be green in 2 weeks. Five cadres of mice run out to spread the grass seedlings out. 2 dogs help pull out grills from the supplies and drag the propane over for the smaller kittah chefs. Soon the smell of various goodies waifts over the area as various animals work. The domestic kittahs look a little amazed at the things their wild neighbors eat, but nod as honey is poured over live grubs then set in a dish, next to another of seared salmon and beside that, one of whole acorns. Since the cats need just meat, they find it very interesting to see large bowls of wheat and oat shafts with a flavoring of rye shafts. It looks like everyone is getting what they need. There is even (off to the side for the vulture family) a small plank of wood with a rather aged trout, rolled lightly in what seems to be gravel. (a critter selects a lovely maggot to sample and determines it is perfect after sprinkling a little sand for the gullet). They all scamper to get chairs and such ready. Just in case of rain, a large pavilon is raised facing the granite rock that looks over the 2 circles of apple trees. They dont have a fancy castle or cave, but they hope all will enjoy this year and that Bast will show! -- |
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Preparing for the Jellicle Ball
cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
Community Kitties wrote in rec.pets.cats.community: [As everybody scurries around getting food distributed and put into storage, they are interrupted by the sound of a fleet of helicopters flying overhead. As they watch, the choppers make low passes over the neighboring blackened hillsides, and drop clouds of something green. After dropping a load of green stuff, a helicopter will fly off, then the next copter in line drops it's load right next to where the previous one dropped. In short order all of the surrounding hillsides have been covered with the mysterious green stuff. The lead copter approached Ginger Valley, and as it gets closer it’s seen that this is actually a catacopter, with a little silver kitty at the controls. The copter lands in a clearing and the kitty gets out.] Sammy: Francesca, is dat you? What are you doing flying da catacopter? And where did you find it? Francesca the Fierce: Yes, itz me. I was going thru da desk in my room at home - you know, da room dat used to be Harri Roadcat’s - an I founded her notes on where da catacopter was hangered and how to fly it. I was out tryin it out when I saw dat all the hills around here was black, and figgered dat wifout grass an stuff when da rains come all da soil will wash away. So I ‘ported over to da Forest Service base in Sam Bernardino an found some offur kitties who could fly, and we dropped a mixture of grass seed an mulch an fertilizer on da burned areas. Dat way mebbe some grass will start to grow before the rains come an mebbe we can avoid flooding. Sammy: Wow! Dats a good idea. Do you fink mebbe some of da Forest Service cats could arrange to get more trees planted here, to help da critters dat eat parts of trees? Francesca: Already workin on it! Later today a bunch of volunteers will be flying in wif some seedlings. In fact, dat sounds like dem now. [Sure enough, a large cargo helicopter is soon seen heading for the clearing. It’s a good thing it’s a big clearing! After the big Sikorsky settles and it’s rotors wind down, the side door opens and a large beaver wearing a hard cat emerges.] Francesca: Sammy, dis is mine friend Chip. Him brought a dozen volunteers and dozens of seedlings. Chip, dis is mine brofur Sammy. Chip: Hey there, Sam! How they hangin? Nice to meetcha. Hey, Franny, we’re all ready to go. Looks like there’s some very promising growing areas up on those milder slopes. If nobody has any objection we’ll just get started planting and watering. Mr Bobcat and a group of locals come up to help. Mr Sire and his daughter have small pull poles (a very ancient device with panniers on the sides, it doesnt get stuck on the hills). Several deer head out and knowing trees so well, they direct dogs and others able to dig, where to put holes for the seedlings. It will also stabilize the soil with proper placement. With delight, the little mare squeels when she sees several types of apple trees! There are 20 in all and they are cross pollenators plus there are 2 crabapples (universal pollenators) they can centrally place. They are big ones (6-7ft) so in 2 years, they should have a natural crop of apples. With careful measurement, they plant them in 2 cirles with a crabapple in the center. The circles are far enough apart, that there will be a gap between them. If they got it right, the sun will set perfectly between them at the time of the ball, when standing at the big piece of granite that they always used for ceremonies. A bunch of raccons and squirrels run by with seedling pines that will make lovely pine nuts in a few years. A goat with 2 panniers of blackberry plants heads to one of the less stable looking cliffs thinking they grow fast and will stabilize it. She has 2 raccoons on her back that can nimbly plant them. Their hands/paws make it easy to hold on as she climbs or drops the sheer cliffs to get to her destination. 7 Armadilos (most just kids) head out with the livelyist worms from their breaskfast bowls and break up the soil that was black but healthy still under it, and drop a few in. Mr Bobcat orders more live earthworms. He didnt know they were an important part of the forrest, but now he does. As things progress, it will be green in spring and some will be green in 2 weeks. Five cadres of mice run out to spread the grass seedlings out. 2 dogs help pull out grills from the supplies and drag the propane over for the smaller kittah chefs. Soon the smell of various goodies waifts over the area as various animals work. The domestic kittahs look a little amazed at the things their wild neighbors eat, but nod as honey is poured over live grubs then set in a dish, next to another of seared salmon and beside that, one of whole acorns. Since the cats need just meat, they find it very interesting to see large bowls of wheat and oat shafts with a flavoring of rye shafts. It looks like everyone is getting what they need. There is even (off to the side for the vulture family) a small plank of wood with a rather aged trout, rolled lightly in what seems to be gravel. (a critter selects a lovely maggot to sample and determines it is perfect after sprinkling a little sand for the gullet). They all scamper to get chairs and such ready. Just in case of rain, a large pavilon is raised facing the granite rock that looks over the 2 circles of apple trees. They dont have a fancy castle or cave, but they hope all will enjoy this year and that Bast will show! It hits lunch time and various folks of all sorts converge to the lunch tables. There is all sorts of different seating from soft pads, to beds of edible hay and chairs. They pretty much have a setup for the event, with a rain shield. Folks will watch the sunset from the big flat rock, through the apple trees, then at sunrise, face the other way. Francheska looks into setting up a band of sorts while Misty and Snowball look for how to setup a hostess table for the book of guests. To the side, in a very tall tree, a 12ft long, 4ft wide shelf over a strong branch is assembled. The locals don't know if Bast or Sirus will show but they got the hint that they will be up high and don't know if they need a spot to settle or if they just show from the sky. They wrap it in natural vines so as to have good grips then nail pillows here and there in blue and pink. Cash laughs as the pink is his favorite hot pink! Once all have eaten, they take a siesta. Soft snores, purrs, and other noises pervade. -- |
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cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community: Community Kitties wrote in rec.pets.cats.community: [As everybody scurries around getting food distributed and put into storage, they are interrupted by the sound of a fleet of helicopters flying overhead. As they watch, the choppers make low passes over the neighboring blackened hillsides, and drop clouds of something green. After dropping a load of green stuff, a helicopter will fly off, then the next copter in line drops it's load right next to where the previous one dropped. In short order all of the surrounding hillsides have been covered with the mysterious green stuff. The lead copter approached Ginger Valley, and as it gets closer it’s seen that this is actually a catacopter, with a little silver kitty at the controls. The copter lands in a clearing and the kitty gets out.] Sammy: Francesca, is dat you? What are you doing flying da catacopter? And where did you find it? Francesca the Fierce: Yes, itz me. I was going thru da desk in my room at home - you know, da room dat used to be Harri Roadcat’s - an I founded her notes on where da catacopter was hangered and how to fly it. I was out tryin it out when I saw dat all the hills around here was black, and figgered dat wifout grass an stuff when da rains come all da soil will wash away. So I ‘ported over to da Forest Service base in Sam Bernardino an found some offur kitties who could fly, and we dropped a mixture of grass seed an mulch an fertilizer on da burned areas. Dat way mebbe some grass will start to grow before the rains come an mebbe we can avoid flooding. Sammy: Wow! Dats a good idea. Do you fink mebbe some of da Forest Service cats could arrange to get more trees planted here, to help da critters dat eat parts of trees? Francesca: Already workin on it! Later today a bunch of volunteers will be flying in wif some seedlings. In fact, dat sounds like dem now. [Sure enough, a large cargo helicopter is soon seen heading for the clearing. It’s a good thing it’s a big clearing! After the big Sikorsky settles and it’s rotors wind down, the side door opens and a large beaver wearing a hard cat emerges.] Francesca: Sammy, dis is mine friend Chip. Him brought a dozen volunteers and dozens of seedlings. Chip, dis is mine brofur Sammy. Chip: Hey there, Sam! How they hangin? Nice to meetcha. Hey, Franny, we’re all ready to go. Looks like there’s some very promising growing areas up on those milder slopes. If nobody has any objection we’ll just get started planting and watering. Mr Bobcat and a group of locals come up to help. Mr Sire and his daughter have small pull poles (a very ancient device with panniers on the sides, it doesnt get stuck on the hills). Several deer head out and knowing trees so well, they direct dogs and others able to dig, where to put holes for the seedlings. It will also stabilize the soil with proper placement. With delight, the little mare squeels when she sees several types of apple trees! There are 20 in all and they are cross pollenators plus there are 2 crabapples (universal pollenators) they can centrally place. They are big ones (6-7ft) so in 2 years, they should have a natural crop of apples. With careful measurement, they plant them in 2 cirles with a crabapple in the center. The circles are far enough apart, that there will be a gap between them. If they got it right, the sun will set perfectly between them at the time of the ball, when standing at the big piece of granite that they always used for ceremonies. A bunch of raccons and squirrels run by with seedling pines that will make lovely pine nuts in a few years. A goat with 2 panniers of blackberry plants heads to one of the less stable looking cliffs thinking they grow fast and will stabilize it. She has 2 raccoons on her back that can nimbly plant them. Their hands/paws make it easy to hold on as she climbs or drops the sheer cliffs to get to her destination. 7 Armadilos (most just kids) head out with the livelyist worms from their breaskfast bowls and break up the soil that was black but healthy still under it, and drop a few in. Mr Bobcat orders more live earthworms. He didnt know they were an important part of the forrest, but now he does. As things progress, it will be green in spring and some will be green in 2 weeks. Five cadres of mice run out to spread the grass seedlings out. 2 dogs help pull out grills from the supplies and drag the propane over for the smaller kittah chefs. Soon the smell of various goodies waifts over the area as various animals work. The domestic kittahs look a little amazed at the things their wild neighbors eat, but nod as honey is poured over live grubs then set in a dish, next to another of seared salmon and beside that, one of whole acorns. Since the cats need just meat, they find it very interesting to see large bowls of wheat and oat shafts with a flavoring of rye shafts. It looks like everyone is getting what they need. There is even (off to the side for the vulture family) a small plank of wood with a rather aged trout, rolled lightly in what seems to be gravel. (a critter selects a lovely maggot to sample and determines it is perfect after sprinkling a little sand for the gullet). They all scamper to get chairs and such ready. Just in case of rain, a large pavilon is raised facing the granite rock that looks over the 2 circles of apple trees. They dont have a fancy castle or cave, but they hope all will enjoy this year and that Bast will show! It hits lunch time and various folks of all sorts converge to the lunch tables. There is all sorts of different seating from soft pads, to beds of edible hay and chairs. They pretty much have a setup for the event, with a rain shield. Folks will watch the sunset from the big flat rock, through the apple trees, then at sunrise, face the other way. Francheska looks into setting up a band of sorts while Misty and Snowball look for how to setup a hostess table for the book of guests. To the side, in a very tall tree, a 12ft long, 4ft wide shelf over a strong branch is assembled. The locals don't know if Bast or Sirus will show but they got the hint that they will be up high and don't know if they need a spot to settle or if they just show from the sky. They wrap it in natural vines so as to have good grips then nail pillows here and there in blue and pink. Cash laughs as the pink is his favorite hot pink! Once all have eaten, they take a siesta. Soft snores, purrs, and other noises pervade. Waking, a local asks what this is really about although it seems fun. In an attempt to answer, they play this: Why we don't morn, we celebrate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CNApcyzaY60 -- |
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On Sunday, October 9, 2016 at 11:52:33 AM UTC-7, cshenk wrote:
cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community: cshenk wrote in rec.pets.cats.community: Community Kitties wrote in rec.pets.cats.community: [As everybody scurries around getting food distributed and put into storage, they are interrupted by the sound of a fleet of helicopters flying overhead. As they watch, the choppers make low passes over the neighboring blackened hillsides, and drop clouds of something green. After dropping a load of green stuff, a helicopter will fly off, then the next copter in line drops it's load right next to where the previous one dropped. In short order all of the surrounding hillsides have been covered with the mysterious green stuff. The lead copter approached Ginger Valley, and as it gets closer it’s seen that this is actually a catacopter, with a little silver kitty at the controls. The copter lands in a clearing and the kitty gets out.] Sammy: Francesca, is dat you? What are you doing flying da catacopter? And where did you find it? Francesca the Fierce: Yes, itz me. I was going thru da desk in my room at home - you know, da room dat used to be Harri Roadcat’s - an I founded her notes on where da catacopter was hangered and how to fly it. I was out tryin it out when I saw dat all the hills around here was black, and figgered dat wifout grass an stuff when da rains come all da soil will wash away. So I ‘ported over to da Forest Service base in Sam Bernardino an found some offur kitties who could fly, and we dropped a mixture of grass seed an mulch an fertilizer on da burned areas. Dat way mebbe some grass will start to grow before the rains come an mebbe we can avoid flooding. Sammy: Wow! Dats a good idea. Do you fink mebbe some of da Forest Service cats could arrange to get more trees planted here, to help da critters dat eat parts of trees? Francesca: Already workin on it! Later today a bunch of volunteers will be flying in wif some seedlings. In fact, dat sounds like dem now. [Sure enough, a large cargo helicopter is soon seen heading for the clearing. It’s a good thing it’s a big clearing! After the big Sikorsky settles and it’s rotors wind down, the side door opens and a large beaver wearing a hard cat emerges.] Francesca: Sammy, dis is mine friend Chip. Him brought a dozen volunteers and dozens of seedlings. Chip, dis is mine brofur Sammy. Chip: Hey there, Sam! How they hangin? Nice to meetcha. Hey, Franny, we’re all ready to go. Looks like there’s some very promising growing areas up on those milder slopes. If nobody has any objection we’ll just get started planting and watering. Mr Bobcat and a group of locals come up to help. Mr Sire and his daughter have small pull poles (a very ancient device with panniers on the sides, it doesnt get stuck on the hills). Several deer head out and knowing trees so well, they direct dogs and others able to dig, where to put holes for the seedlings. It will also stabilize the soil with proper placement. With delight, the little mare squeels when she sees several types of apple trees! There are 20 in all and they are cross pollenators plus there are 2 crabapples (universal pollenators) they can centrally place. They are big ones (6-7ft) so in 2 years, they should have a natural crop of apples. With careful measurement, they plant them in 2 cirles with a crabapple in the center. The circles are far enough apart, that there will be a gap between them. If they got it right, the sun will set perfectly between them at the time of the ball, when standing at the big piece of granite that they always used for ceremonies. A bunch of raccons and squirrels run by with seedling pines that will make lovely pine nuts in a few years. A goat with 2 panniers of blackberry plants heads to one of the less stable looking cliffs thinking they grow fast and will stabilize it. She has 2 raccoons on her back that can nimbly plant them. Their hands/paws make it easy to hold on as she climbs or drops the sheer cliffs to get to her destination. 7 Armadilos (most just kids) head out with the livelyist worms from their breaskfast bowls and break up the soil that was black but healthy still under it, and drop a few in. Mr Bobcat orders more live earthworms. He didnt know they were an important part of the forrest, but now he does. As things progress, it will be green in spring and some will be green in 2 weeks. Five cadres of mice run out to spread the grass seedlings out. 2 dogs help pull out grills from the supplies and drag the propane over for the smaller kittah chefs. Soon the smell of various goodies waifts over the area as various animals work. The domestic kittahs look a little amazed at the things their wild neighbors eat, but nod as honey is poured over live grubs then set in a dish, next to another of seared salmon and beside that, one of whole acorns. Since the cats need just meat, they find it very interesting to see large bowls of wheat and oat shafts with a flavoring of rye shafts. It looks like everyone is getting what they need. There is even (off to the side for the vulture family) a small plank of wood with a rather aged trout, rolled lightly in what seems to be gravel. (a critter selects a lovely maggot to sample and determines it is perfect after sprinkling a little sand for the gullet). They all scamper to get chairs and such ready. Just in case of rain, a large pavilon is raised facing the granite rock that looks over the 2 circles of apple trees. They dont have a fancy castle or cave, but they hope all will enjoy this year and that Bast will show! It hits lunch time and various folks of all sorts converge to the lunch tables. There is all sorts of different seating from soft pads, to beds of edible hay and chairs. They pretty much have a setup for the event, with a rain shield. Folks will watch the sunset from the big flat rock, through the apple trees, then at sunrise, face the other way. Francheska looks into setting up a band of sorts while Misty and Snowball look for how to setup a hostess table for the book of guests. To the side, in a very tall tree, a 12ft long, 4ft wide shelf over a strong branch is assembled. The locals don't know if Bast or Sirus will show but they got the hint that they will be up high and don't know if they need a spot to settle or if they just show from the sky. They wrap it in natural vines so as to have good grips then nail pillows here and there in blue and pink. Cash laughs as the pink is his favorite hot pink! Once all have eaten, they take a siesta. Soft snores, purrs, and other noises pervade. Waking, a local asks what this is really about although it seems fun. In an attempt to answer, they play this: Why we don't morn, we celebrate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CNApcyzaY60 -- That wuz lufferlee, I watshed twu of them. Pet2nya AKA Sweetee |
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P2nya wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:
Waking, a local asks what this is really about although it seems fun. In an attempt to answer, they play this: Why we don't morn, we celebrate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CNApcyzaY60 -- That wuz lufferlee, I watshed twu of them. Pet2nya AKA Sweetee Grin, I'm having fun looking at little alternate additions suitable (could be daytime play as folks arrive). I had found a perfect one for the Hawaii set last year (non-denominational and non-religious) but am still poking about. Will any be upset if I don't find a perfect one for this year? Normally there is at least one other to complement (based on internet searches of past Jellicle balls) and i was looking along the theme of Native American (seemed cool). Humm, I have an idea! I'll hunt another 2 types of music that speak to this sort of setup. PS: suggestions welcome but please use email (mine is not munged). Carol -- |
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