The dinner party continues...

[Cousin Rosco licks Stormmee's forehead, and proceeds to hunt things
that don't exist in the folds of the pillow.]

Stormmee jumps strigntda iar, anna lands gracefully and settles next to
herown friend
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Thank you! [Cousin Rosco finds a nice large pillow and scents it with
his paw pads. Then he motions for Stormmee to join him.]

On Sat, 06 May 2006 17:22:26 GMT, ChildFree23's little, agile paws
typed:

[Cousin Rosco licks Stormmee's forehead, and proceeds to hunt things
that don't exist in the folds of the pillow.]

Ahh, ma petite chatons! Do haff sum fishees! [Hands them a plate of
trout, shrimps and langostinos, then signals a waiter] Wood you serf
zese cute little kittons som ginger ale s'il vous plait?

Now don't fill up on zese, chatons! Zere are many more courses to
come!

--
à bientôt,

Jacques

Stormmee helps wif da huntin den... letz get sum fudz butted we gotta be
polite kuz trudi iz here anna her willz box owrown earz ifin we izunt, anna
tiger willz tellz soft if i iz rude, Stormmee thorogly injoin herownsef
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[Cousin Rosco licks Stormmee's forehead, and proceeds to hunt things
that don't exist in the folds of the pillow.]

Stormmee jumps strigntda iar, anna lands gracefully and settles next to
herown friend
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Thank you! [Cousin Rosco finds a nice large pillow and scents it with
his paw pads. Then he motions for Stormmee to join him.]

thank yourownsef, we wuz juz catsiderin fuds, Stormmee gratefully
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On Sat, 06 May 2006 17:22:26 GMT, ChildFree23's little, agile paws
typed:

[Cousin Rosco licks Stormmee's forehead, and proceeds to hunt things
that don't exist in the folds of the pillow.]

Ahh, ma petite chatons! Do haff sum fishees! [Hands them a plate of
trout, shrimps and langostinos, then signals a waiter] Wood you serf
zese cute little kittons som ginger ale s'il vous plait?

Now don't fill up on zese, chatons! Zere are many more courses to
come!

--
à bientôt,

Jacques

Oh, Hercule, do yoo reely fingk so? Dat wud be wunnerful. It muss not be
gud to be by yurownself so much. Bein arown uther kitteez muss be juss whut
yoo needed!

Rebecca

Yes, I believe you are right! I haf been purrty much by mineownself for
several years now, and it has served me well fur dat time. But now I
belieef eet eez time to become a part of feline society again. Fangu for
showing me zees!

Hercule

I'm sorry, Stormmee. I didn't mean to be impolite.

Cousin Rosco

Stormmee wrote:
Stormmee helps wif da huntin den... letz get sum fudz butted we gotta be
polite kuz trudi iz here anna her willz box owrown earz ifin we izunt, anna
tiger willz tellz soft if i iz rude, Stormmee thorogly injoin herownsef
ChildFree23 wrote in message
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[Cousin Rosco licks Stormmee's forehead, and proceeds to hunt things
that don't exist in the folds of the pillow.]

Stormmee jumps strigntda iar, anna lands gracefully and settles next to
herown friend
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Thank you! [Cousin Rosco finds a nice large pillow and scents it with
his paw pads. Then he motions for Stormmee to join him.]

yu wuzint bein inpolite i iz juza little skittish kuz trudi inherited da
litin paw of dath furm miss violette anna her kan really wop minesef,
Stormee likin herown furnd
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I'm sorry, Stormmee. I didn't mean to be impolite.

Cousin Rosco

Stormmee wrote:
Stormmee helps wif da huntin den... letz get sum fudz butted we gotta be
polite kuz trudi iz here anna her willz box owrown earz ifin we izunt,
anna
tiger willz tellz soft if i iz rude, Stormmee thorogly injoin herownsef
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[Cousin Rosco licks Stormmee's forehead, and proceeds to hunt things
that don't exist in the folds of the pillow.]

Stormmee jumps strigntda iar, anna lands gracefully and settles next
to
herown friend
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Thank you! [Cousin Rosco finds a nice large pillow and scents it
with
his paw pads. Then he motions for Stormmee to join him.]

"Hercule Lenois" wrote in message
news
You know, Mlle Rebecca, I am starting to get ze hint of a song running
through mine head. I think if we continue with zees wonderful relaxing and
eating and drinking, I just might find ze remainder of ze song I am tryink
to finish.

Hercule

Oh, Hercule, do yoo reely fingk so? Dat wud be wunnerful. It muss not be
gud to be by yurownself so much. Bein arown uther kitteez muss be juss whut
yoo needed!

Rebecca

Tiger TV and their wife kitties look on approvingly...
Hercule Lenois wrote in message
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Oh, Hercule, do yoo reely fingk so? Dat wud be wunnerful. It muss not
be
gud to be by yurownself so much. Bein arown uther kitteez muss be juss
whut
yoo needed!

Rebecca

Yes, I believe you are right! I haf been purrty much by mineownself for
several years now, and it has served me well fur dat time. But now I
belieef eet eez time to become a part of feline society again. Fangu for
showing me zees!

Hercule

On Sun, 07 May 2006 05:46:22 -0700, Hercule Lenois's nimble, little
paws typed:

Yes, I believe you are right! I haf been purrty much by mineownself for
several years now, and it has served me well fur dat time. But now I
belieef eet eez time to become a part of feline society again. Fangu for
showing me zees!

Hercule

There is a lull after the fish course, and the band is on break.
Anaïs picks up her drink, and sets it on the the piano; she begins to
play in the style of a chantuse, and with a voice much deeper than
belies her small size, sings:

"Someday he'll come along
The boy-cat I love
And he'll be big and strong
The boy-cat I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay

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"

She takes a sip of her drink "An dat was wif apologies to George
Gershwin". She begins to play again [Translation at bottom]:

"Des yeux qui font baisser les miens,
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche,
Voilà le portrait sans retouche
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens...

Quand il me prend dans ses bras,
Qu'il me parle tout bas,
Je vois la vie en rose;
Il me dit des mots d'amour,
Des mots de tous les jours,
Et ça m' fait quelque chose.
Il est entré dans mon coeur,
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause,
C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie;
Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie;
Et dès que je l'aperçois,
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat."

Anaïs takes a small bow and returns to the table. M. Lenoir turns to
her and says: "I rembfur you! You were zee Sorbonne student who sang
weekly at zee cabaret LAPIN AGILE een Montmartre sum yeers ago!" I saw
your shows often! Eef I rembfur correktly, you came fro zee musikal
fambly wheech was associated wif zee all-feline symfony, non?"

Anaïs blushes. Yes dat was me - I enjoyed mine college daze in Paris!
Fangu fur de compliments! I lufs cabaret! Ummm, it looks like the
waiters are going to bring the meats soon!

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs
5/8/2006 1:57:49 PM
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[translation of La Vie en Rose]
"Eyes which cause mine to lower,
A laugh which is lost on ones mouth,
Here is the portrait without a retouch
Of the man who is mine...

When he takes to me in his arms,
He speaks to me low,
I see a rosy life;
He speaks words of love,
Forever words,
And that does something to me.
They enter my heart,
A piece of happiness
I know the cause,
It is him for me, me for him for life;
He said it to me, swore for his life;
And as soon as I feel it,
Then I feel in me
My beating heart."