the rum tour

trudi having recofured goes looking for jack so they can return to the bar
nand have more of that yummy rum drink Mme. A. was drinking, on her search
for jack she runs into her sisfur in paw at the bar so orders anofur
double...

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze where one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna week, i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

On Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:20:47 -0500, Storrmmee's nimble, little paws
typed:

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze where one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna week, i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

Itz later in da week.

[With that, RastaCatJohn comes bursting in laughing his deep, booming
laugh] Kitties! Getup! Stand up! Lrts go to the beeach.

As they head to the beach they see that it is lit with many torches.
Low tables abound, surrounded by cushions. Long buffet tables, staffed
by rasta-wait-cats are loaded with food.

C'mon now kitties. Is anycat hungry??? I am. I want some of that fried
akee and salt-cod!

C'mon kitties - letz eet!

--
All my 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

4/11/2011 7:06:58 PM

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
news
On Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:20:47 -0500, Storrmmee's nimble, little paws
typed:

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze
where one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna
week, i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

Itz later in da week.

[With that, RastaCatJohn comes bursting in laughing his deep, booming
laugh] Kitties! Getup! Stand up! Lrts go to the beeach.

As they head to the beach they see that it is lit with many torches.
Low tables abound, surrounded by cushions. Long buffet tables, staffed
by rasta-wait-cats are loaded with food.

C'mon now kitties. Is anycat hungry??? I am. I want some of that fried
akee and salt-cod!

C'mon kitties - letz eet!

--
All my Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

Kummon, Sundance, mooor fudz!
Pit2nya

"Sylvia M" wrote in message
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"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
news
On Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:20:47 -0500, Storrmmee's nimble, little paws
typed:

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze where
one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna week,
i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

Itz later in da week.

[With that, RastaCatJohn comes bursting in laughing his deep, booming
laugh] Kitties! Getup! Stand up! Lrts go to the beeach.

As they head to the beach they see that it is lit with many torches.
Low tables abound, surrounded by cushions. Long buffet tables, staffed
by rasta-wait-cats are loaded with food.

C'mon now kitties. Is anycat hungry??? I am. I want some of that fried
akee and salt-cod!

C'mon kitties - letz eet!

--
All my Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

Kummon, Sundance, mooor fudz!
Pit2nya

Derz more? Ize dere!

Sundance

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"Sylvia M" wrote in message
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"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
news
On Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:20:47 -0500, Storrmmee's nimble, little paws
typed:

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze
where one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna
week, i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

Itz later in da week.

[With that, RastaCatJohn comes bursting in laughing his deep,
booming
laugh] Kitties! Getup! Stand up! Lrts go to the beeach.

As they head to the beach they see that it is lit with many torches.
Low tables abound, surrounded by cushions. Long buffet tables,
staffed
by rasta-wait-cats are loaded with food.

C'mon now kitties. Is anycat hungry??? I am. I want some of that
fried
akee and salt-cod!

C'mon kitties - letz eet!

--
All my Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

Kummon, Sundance, mooor fudz!
Pit2nya

Derz more? Ize dere!

Sundance
Lookit at doze long buffet tables, staffed by rasta-wait-cats!
Dey are loaded with food.. I want some of that fried akee and salt-cod,
tooo!
An sum tzikkin soop, tuu.
Heow beowt yu???
--
Pitô.ônya

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"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
news On Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:20:47 -0500, Storrmmee's nimble, little paws
typed:

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze
where one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna
week, i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

Itz later in da week.

[With that, RastaCatJohn comes bursting in laughing his deep, booming
laugh] Kitties! Getup! Stand up! Lrts go to the beeach.

As they head to the beach they see that it is lit with many torches.
Low tables abound, surrounded by cushions. Long buffet tables, staffed
by rasta-wait-cats are loaded with food.

C'mon now kitties. Is anycat hungry??? I am. I want some of that fried
akee and salt-cod!

C'mon kitties - letz eet!

--
All my Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

Kummon, Sundance, mooor fudz!
Pit2nya

Derz more? Ize dere!

Sundance
Lookit at doze long buffet tables, staffed by rasta-wait-cats!
Dey are loaded with food.. I want some of that fried akee and salt-cod,
tooo!
An sum tzikkin soop, tuu.
Heow beowt yu???
--
Pitô.ônya

Um... well... I, uh... I fingk it wud be rood not to... I meenz... I duznt
want to disapoynt da rasta kitteez hoo purrpared awl dis, so I fingk I shud
try sum uv efurryfing!

Sundance

trudi looks ofur da fudz anna decides on juzt some chicum brof while she
watez fur jack
"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
news
On Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:20:47 -0500, Storrmmee's nimble, little paws
typed:

i know we iz gonna haffa a ice onna beach dinner anna do dat danze where
one
bendz ofur anna stuff iza rum tour gonna be tomorrow or later inna week,
i
really iz lukin furwurd to diz here pawtee, Trudi likin da gud rumz

Itz later in da week.

[With that, RastaCatJohn comes bursting in laughing his deep, booming
laugh] Kitties! Getup! Stand up! Lrts go to the beeach.

As they head to the beach they see that it is lit with many torches.
Low tables abound, surrounded by cushions. Long buffet tables, staffed
by rasta-wait-cats are loaded with food.

C'mon now kitties. Is anycat hungry??? I am. I want some of that fried
akee and salt-cod!

C'mon kitties - letz eet!

--
All my 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

4/11/2011 7:06:58 PM

On Mon, 11 Apr 2011 20:15:21 -0500, Storrmmee wrote:

trudi looks ofur da fudz anna decides on juzt some chicum brof while she
watez fur jack

Hey Little Kitty!

You can't survive on dat! [Loads her plate with curried goat, fried
akee, salt-cod and other goodies]

Now kitties, lets eat heartily while we listen to da steel drum band!
Den we'll do da limbo!

--
Hey Mon!

RastaCatJohn

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy,
you better chase all your cares away.
Shout hallelujah! C'mon get happy,
get ready for the judgement day.

Trudi starez atta beree full pwate... here eyez getz beree big... she looks
at rasta and sayz... diz iz all smellin gud, but datsa monfz wurf of fudz
fur minesefl... she smilez... she likes this kitty with his free anna ezee
wayz...
"RastaCatJohn" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 11 Apr 2011 20:15:21 -0500, Storrmmee wrote:

trudi looks ofur da fudz anna decides on juzt some chicum brof while she
watez fur jack

Hey Little Kitty!

You can't survive on dat! [Loads her plate with curried goat, fried
akee, salt-cod and other goodies]

Now kitties, lets eat heartily while we listen to da steel drum band!
Den we'll do da limbo!

--
Hey Mon!

RastaCatJohn

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy,
you better chase all your cares away.
Shout hallelujah! C'mon get happy,
get ready for the judgement day.

Daisy-chan looks at the huge plate and brings over a little one then makes
cute kittah begs for some of the largess.

Meantime, Aunti Mabrl wakes up to go pee and carefully steps over kitahs
piled about her. She sees the sawgrass and a discrete bit of sand thsts out
of the way that other kittahs like. Stepping silently, she finds a spot she
likes then returns to the pad but it is now a pile of kittahs nuzzled about
Cash who's seeged to the middle.

She spys Trudi and Daisy-chan in the bar and decides to join them.

'Hai Trudi! Ohh! Dats a lotta fud! Mebby I help you?' Aunti Mabel finds
a catender named Bob (his button says I'm Bob, just dont ask what they Bob'd
ok?) and asks for a doggie special of duck broth, rum, and cream and ice
blendered in a margartita glass. 'Wif a little cherry jus so Iz can pertend
Iz got one' (she says with a grin).

Daisy-chan perks up and says 'Iz bet it wuz meant to be a group plate fur
usun all to enjoy anna we seez little plates.'

Trudi suddenly finds the mound of food is not insurmountable and selects
nibbles off for her friends. In the background, a rastacat is booming in
laughter and pleasure as they catch on that it's all about 'group' eating.

Looking out the window, they laugh as they see Cash is now draped in
kittahs. A very young tabby one is sheltering under his floppy left ear and
a calico got the favored spot across his neck. There's a tuxedo tucked to
his tummy and another at his back. A little itty bitty grey is snoozing on
his hip and a little white one is splayed along his ribs. Others are curled
up in tandem along the comforter taking as much or little space as they
desire.

Life is good!

Aunti Mabel asks 'Oh dat goat looking gud! Wana pass me a little?'


Trudi starez atta beree full pwate... here eyez getz beree big... she
looks at rasta and sayz... diz iz all smellin gud, but datsa monfz wurf
of fudz fur minesefl... she smilez... she likes this kitty with his free
anna ezee wayz...
"RastaCatJohn" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 11 Apr 2011 20:15:21 -0500, Storrmmee wrote:

trudi looks ofur da fudz anna decides on juzt some chicum brof while she
watez fur jack

Hey Little Kitty!

You can't survive on dat! [Loads her plate with curried goat, fried
akee, salt-cod and other goodies]

Now kitties, lets eat heartily while we listen to da steel drum band!
Den we'll do da limbo!

--
Hey Mon!

RastaCatJohn

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy,
you better chase all your cares away.
Shout hallelujah! C'mon get happy,
get ready for the judgement day.