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Old November 30th 04, 11:37 PM
Elizabeth
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An older gentlecat, nattily attired in grey-striped suit and plain
grey gloves, strolls through the Gare de l'Est, purring quietly to
himself. If anyone were close enough to hear, they might catch a
strain of "Memory". But the only beings nearby are two porter-cats
pushing an old-fashioned travelling trunk (the kind like a leather
mini-armoire), and they are too occupied with their burden.

Pierre, the head conductor-cat, steps out from the train. "M.
Fitz-Tomas! It has been too long, monsieur! Welcome aboard!"

"Pierre, mon vieux, I am delighted to be with you again. Where have
you put me this trip?"

"You are in Cabin Huit in car 319. You see, I remember your
preferences! Shall you require anything now?"

"No, thank you, Pierre. If you would be good enough to stow my
luggage," - with a wave at the trunk - "I believe I shall indulge in
the bar car for a bit before departure."

"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC
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Old December 1st 04, 01:42 AM
Miss Violette
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Tiger and his ladylof are lookin outta winnows... Here komez a cat I duzint
beleif i know butted he lookz lika comunity kitty, it willz be 'citin ta
meet hisself, he lukz innerestin, Tiger, thinkin, hmmm maybe i cuuld be
jeluz of hiself
Elizabeth wrote in message
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An older gentlecat, nattily attired in grey-striped suit and plain
grey gloves, strolls through the Gare de l'Est, purring quietly to
himself. If anyone were close enough to hear, they might catch a
strain of "Memory". But the only beings nearby are two porter-cats
pushing an old-fashioned travelling trunk (the kind like a leather
mini-armoire), and they are too occupied with their burden.

Pierre, the head conductor-cat, steps out from the train. "M.
Fitz-Tomas! It has been too long, monsieur! Welcome aboard!"

"Pierre, mon vieux, I am delighted to be with you again. Where have
you put me this trip?"

"You are in Cabin Huit in car 319. You see, I remember your
preferences! Shall you require anything now?"

"No, thank you, Pierre. If you would be good enough to stow my
luggage," - with a wave at the trunk - "I believe I shall indulge in
the bar car for a bit before departure."

"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC



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Old December 1st 04, 01:42 AM
Miss Violette
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Tiger and his ladylof are lookin outta winnows... Here komez a cat I duzint
beleif i know butted he lookz lika comunity kitty, it willz be 'citin ta
meet hisself, he lukz innerestin, Tiger, thinkin, hmmm maybe i cuuld be
jeluz of hiself
Elizabeth wrote in message
om...
An older gentlecat, nattily attired in grey-striped suit and plain
grey gloves, strolls through the Gare de l'Est, purring quietly to
himself. If anyone were close enough to hear, they might catch a
strain of "Memory". But the only beings nearby are two porter-cats
pushing an old-fashioned travelling trunk (the kind like a leather
mini-armoire), and they are too occupied with their burden.

Pierre, the head conductor-cat, steps out from the train. "M.
Fitz-Tomas! It has been too long, monsieur! Welcome aboard!"

"Pierre, mon vieux, I am delighted to be with you again. Where have
you put me this trip?"

"You are in Cabin Huit in car 319. You see, I remember your
preferences! Shall you require anything now?"

"No, thank you, Pierre. If you would be good enough to stow my
luggage," - with a wave at the trunk - "I believe I shall indulge in
the bar car for a bit before departure."

"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC



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Old December 1st 04, 02:49 AM
Her Royal Highness Cleopatra Silvercat
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"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC


M. FitzThomas - welcome. I believe we are almost neighbors when we're
not travelling. My humans live just a few miles from yours, and my
female human servant is employed at a newspaper in your hometown.

Sorry for the interruption - I just thought I should say "Hello" on
behalf of my humans and my feline family.

Cleopatra Silvercat
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Old December 1st 04, 02:49 AM
Her Royal Highness Cleopatra Silvercat
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"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC


M. FitzThomas - welcome. I believe we are almost neighbors when we're
not travelling. My humans live just a few miles from yours, and my
female human servant is employed at a newspaper in your hometown.

Sorry for the interruption - I just thought I should say "Hello" on
behalf of my humans and my feline family.

Cleopatra Silvercat
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Old December 1st 04, 08:55 AM
Rebecca
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Pardon me, Monsieur. My name is Rebecca, an I iz lookin fur my caterin
partner Tabitha. Hab yoo by any chantz seen hur? I beleev she wuz going to
meet me heer at da train. Normally I wudnt be so bold az to accost a
gentlemankittee dat I didn't know, but I herd da conductor-cat call you
Monsieur Fitz-Tomas. Wud dat be Mr. Mongomery Gawain FitzThomas? I only
asks becuz I rememfur seein dat name on the Kissamouse card list da othur
day, an itz nice to meet da kittees to whom my house is sendin Kissamouse
cards.
--
Rebecca, thinking this older gentlecat is furry distinguished

"Elizabeth" wrote in message
om...
An older gentlecat, nattily attired in grey-striped suit and plain
grey gloves, strolls through the Gare de l'Est, purring quietly to
himself. If anyone were close enough to hear, they might catch a
strain of "Memory". But the only beings nearby are two porter-cats
pushing an old-fashioned travelling trunk (the kind like a leather
mini-armoire), and they are too occupied with their burden.

Pierre, the head conductor-cat, steps out from the train. "M.
Fitz-Tomas! It has been too long, monsieur! Welcome aboard!"

"Pierre, mon vieux, I am delighted to be with you again. Where have
you put me this trip?"

"You are in Cabin Huit in car 319. You see, I remember your
preferences! Shall you require anything now?"

"No, thank you, Pierre. If you would be good enough to stow my
luggage," - with a wave at the trunk - "I believe I shall indulge in
the bar car for a bit before departure."

"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC



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Old December 1st 04, 08:55 AM
Rebecca
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Pardon me, Monsieur. My name is Rebecca, an I iz lookin fur my caterin
partner Tabitha. Hab yoo by any chantz seen hur? I beleev she wuz going to
meet me heer at da train. Normally I wudnt be so bold az to accost a
gentlemankittee dat I didn't know, but I herd da conductor-cat call you
Monsieur Fitz-Tomas. Wud dat be Mr. Mongomery Gawain FitzThomas? I only
asks becuz I rememfur seein dat name on the Kissamouse card list da othur
day, an itz nice to meet da kittees to whom my house is sendin Kissamouse
cards.
--
Rebecca, thinking this older gentlecat is furry distinguished

"Elizabeth" wrote in message
om...
An older gentlecat, nattily attired in grey-striped suit and plain
grey gloves, strolls through the Gare de l'Est, purring quietly to
himself. If anyone were close enough to hear, they might catch a
strain of "Memory". But the only beings nearby are two porter-cats
pushing an old-fashioned travelling trunk (the kind like a leather
mini-armoire), and they are too occupied with their burden.

Pierre, the head conductor-cat, steps out from the train. "M.
Fitz-Tomas! It has been too long, monsieur! Welcome aboard!"

"Pierre, mon vieux, I am delighted to be with you again. Where have
you put me this trip?"

"You are in Cabin Huit in car 319. You see, I remember your
preferences! Shall you require anything now?"

"No, thank you, Pierre. If you would be good enough to stow my
luggage," - with a wave at the trunk - "I believe I shall indulge in
the bar car for a bit before departure."

"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC



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Old December 2nd 04, 04:18 PM
Mlle. Anaïs
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On Tue, 30 Nov 2004 14:46:37 -0500, Beverly Orel wrote:

Dare's duh train! isn it gorjus?? cummon gurls, let's hurry up an get on."
Samantha, duh oldest an self-appointed "Momma" uv duh cuzzincatz, prods them
to the train.
"Oooh--lookit awl doze delishus fishees! Sammon--yum!

Three liddul gurls frum skool (no, frum Noo Jersee!!) bord duh Orient
Express.


Anaïs and Tiger wave at Samantha and her cousins from their window-box
seat

Hihi gurlz!

I'ze so glad to see yourownselves! Make yourselves comfy, and we'll see
you at dinner!

--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
12/2/2004 10:16:34 AM
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Old December 2nd 04, 04:18 PM
Mlle. Anaïs
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On Tue, 30 Nov 2004 14:46:37 -0500, Beverly Orel wrote:

Dare's duh train! isn it gorjus?? cummon gurls, let's hurry up an get on."
Samantha, duh oldest an self-appointed "Momma" uv duh cuzzincatz, prods them
to the train.
"Oooh--lookit awl doze delishus fishees! Sammon--yum!

Three liddul gurls frum skool (no, frum Noo Jersee!!) bord duh Orient
Express.


Anaïs and Tiger wave at Samantha and her cousins from their window-box
seat

Hihi gurlz!

I'ze so glad to see yourownselves! Make yourselves comfy, and we'll see
you at dinner!

--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
12/2/2004 10:16:34 AM
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Old December 2nd 04, 04:19 PM
Mlle. Anaïs
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On 30 Nov 2004 14:37:10 -0800, Elizabeth wrote:

An older gentlecat, nattily attired in grey-striped suit and plain
grey gloves, strolls through the Gare de l'Est, purring quietly to
himself. If anyone were close enough to hear, they might catch a
strain of "Memory". But the only beings nearby are two porter-cats
pushing an old-fashioned travelling trunk (the kind like a leather
mini-armoire), and they are too occupied with their burden.

Pierre, the head conductor-cat, steps out from the train. "M.
Fitz-Tomas! It has been too long, monsieur! Welcome aboard!"

"Pierre, mon vieux, I am delighted to be with you again. Where have
you put me this trip?"

"You are in Cabin Huit in car 319. You see, I remember your
preferences! Shall you require anything now?"

"No, thank you, Pierre. If you would be good enough to stow my
luggage," - with a wave at the trunk - "I believe I shall indulge in
the bar car for a bit before departure."

"But of course, monsieur, of course." Pierre waves to the
porter-cats, who push the trunk closer. The gentlecat stops them
briefly and slips a few tunas into their hands, before strolling down
the train to the bar car and mounting the steps. A bit of "The Way We
Were" could have been heard floating on the air, were it not for the
noise of the train...

-- Montgomery Gawain FitzThomas, DOC


a petite persian, and her big yellow wink wave to Mr. Fitz Thomas

We iz so glad that yourownself iz joining usses!

--
Purrs,

Mlle. Anaïs
12/2/2004 10:18:38 AM
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