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Hihi OEJ Duz yer thyroid pill mayke yew hurk? ai fink der iz sumfin yew kan tayke fur dat, but ai gez yer hoomin wud hab tew axs ted. owr hoomin meowmie haz uh hypuraktib thyroid n hut taykz one pill en da morming. n sum stuf dat keaps hur frum hurkin. we awl wysh yew well. Mosey , MeOwy, PookyKat, Sqweex n Pipps ted sayz i iz dowin purtee gud but i hasta take twu pillz a day now, she sayz diz shuld fix mine thyroid anna i should be ok fura long time yet, owrz new howze iz beree kule 'cept dat da vynelz floorz sidez wiffa hoominz, it letz den clean up hurkez anna hairz ezilee anna it awso letz dem katch uses zer awso... diz porter idermint iz beree kule, OEJ I iz glad to hear dat you is doing well. Not hafing hoomins I don't haf to worry bout being given pills, but I would fink dat it wouldn't be tootoo bad long as it makez you feel betterer. Iz too bad bout da floors, dough. Carpets is gud cuz it's harder to clean up when a kitty hurks! An yes, I really like 'porter arrangement. STTom "Short-Tailed Tom" wrote in message ... On Fri, 11 May 2012 16:30:42 -0500, Storrmmee wrote: dat wuld be loflee, i likez da kreme... she makes her way to her frund and sits daintilee on a kushin... so how haz ursef benned? OEJ Well, Iz been purrty busy. Southern Catifurnia din't get no winter, so we'z been working wif da wild aminals in da hills to figger out ways to get da hoomins to do fings to prevent big fires dis summer. Dats kinda hard, since da hoomins can be kind of slow sumtimes. An wez been making notes of all da springs an watering holes and leaky faucets so dat all da wild aminals an kitties what don't want to live in howzes will haf places to get water. But dat's all purrty well taken care of, so I'z finally gotz some time fur a bacation! How haf you been doing? I know dat Unca Serge left fur da Bridge, an dat made all da aminals sad. STTom |
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i duzint hurke unlezz i eatsa canned fudz rite afur mine pill so moztlee i
duzint hurke, OEJ "Mosey =^..^=" wrote in message ... Hihi OEJ Duz yer thyroid pill mayke yew hurk? ai fink der iz sumfin yew kan tayke fur dat, but ai gez yer hoomin wud hab tew axs ted. owr hoomin meowmie haz uh hypuraktib thyroid n hut taykz one pill en da morming. n sum stuf dat keaps hur frum hurkin. we awl wysh yew well. Mosey , MeOwy, PookyKat, Sqweex n Pipps ted sayz i iz dowin purtee gud but i hasta take twu pillz a day now, she sayz diz shuld fix mine thyroid anna i should be ok fura long time yet, owrz new howze iz beree kule 'cept dat da vynelz floorz sidez wiffa hoominz, it letz den clean up hurkez anna hairz ezilee anna it awso letz dem katch uses zer awso... diz porter idermint iz beree kule, OEJ I iz glad to hear dat you is doing well. Not hafing hoomins I don't haf to worry bout being given pills, but I would fink dat it wouldn't be tootoo bad long as it makez you feel betterer. Iz too bad bout da floors, dough. Carpets is gud cuz it's harder to clean up when a kitty hurks! An yes, I really like 'porter arrangement. STTom "Short-Tailed Tom" wrote in message ... On Fri, 11 May 2012 16:30:42 -0500, Storrmmee wrote: dat wuld be loflee, i likez da kreme... she makes her way to her frund and sits daintilee on a kushin... so how haz ursef benned? OEJ Well, Iz been purrty busy. Southern Catifurnia din't get no winter, so we'z been working wif da wild aminals in da hills to figger out ways to get da hoomins to do fings to prevent big fires dis summer. Dats kinda hard, since da hoomins can be kind of slow sumtimes. An wez been making notes of all da springs an watering holes and leaky faucets so dat all da wild aminals an kitties what don't want to live in howzes will haf places to get water. But dat's all purrty well taken care of, so I'z finally gotz some time fur a bacation! How haf you been doing? I know dat Unca Serge left fur da Bridge, an dat made all da aminals sad. STTom |
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Datz gud tew heer OEJ. ai hurk sumtymes, n meomie gitz catsurned ubaowt meh,
Mosey i duzint hurke unlezz i eatsa canned fudz rite afur mine pill so moztlee i duzint hurke, OEJ "Mosey =^..^= Hihi OEJ Duz yer thyroid pill mayke yew hurk? ai fink der iz sumfin yew kan tayke fur dat, but ai gez yer hoomin wud hab tew axs ted. owr hoomin meowmie haz uh hypuraktib thyroid n hut taykz one pill en da morming. n sum stuf dat keaps hur frum hurkin. we awl wysh yew well. Mosey , MeOwy, PookyKat, Sqweex n Pipps ted sayz i iz dowin purtee gud but i hasta take twu pillz a day now, she sayz diz shuld fix mine thyroid anna i should be ok fura long time yet, owrz new howze iz beree kule 'cept dat da vynelz floorz sidez wiffa hoominz, it letz den clean up hurkez anna hairz ezilee anna it awso letz dem katch uses zer awso... diz porter idermint iz beree kule, OEJ I iz glad to hear dat you is doing well. Not hafing hoomins I don't haf to worry bout being given pills, but I would fink dat it wouldn't be tootoo bad long as it makez you feel betterer. Iz too bad bout da floors, dough. Carpets is gud cuz it's harder to clean up when a kitty hurks! An yes, I really like 'porter arrangement. STTom "Short-Tailed Tom" wrote in message ... On Fri, 11 May 2012 16:30:42 -0500, Storrmmee wrote: dat wuld be loflee, i likez da kreme... she makes her way to her frund and sits daintilee on a kushin... so how haz ursef benned? OEJ Well, Iz been purrty busy. Southern Catifurnia din't get no winter, so we'z been working wif da wild aminals in da hills to figger out ways to get da hoomins to do fings to prevent big fires dis summer. Dats kinda hard, since da hoomins can be kind of slow sumtimes. An wez been making notes of all da springs an watering holes and leaky faucets so dat all da wild aminals an kitties what don't want to live in howzes will haf places to get water. But dat's all purrty well taken care of, so I'z finally gotz some time fur a bacation! How haf you been doing? I know dat Unca Serge left fur da Bridge, an dat made all da aminals sad. STTom |
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On May 11, 11:08*am, Community Kitties wrote:
A small jet-powered helicopter flies high over the central Illinois countryside. A portly orange tabby girlcat is at the controls, with an equally portly orange boycat in the right seat. Both watch out the windows, seeing the flat land covered with small farms and an occasional small town roll past below them. When they cross a busy interstate highway the boycat consults a navigation chart. As he sees that they are getting close to the Illinois/Indiana state line he says "I fink we'z getting close, Harri". The pilot cat flips a switch on the control panel and as the engine noise drops to almost nothing she says "Ok, OT, we're in silent mode now. Let's drop down and see if we can spot the place." Harri snaps the chopper inverted and pulls on the stick until they're dropping straight down. At a very low altitude she pulls on the stick again and levels off, and OT can be heard gulping loudly. OT spots a large stand of trees and points, and Harri guides the chopper to the indicated area. Below them the two cats see a large wood of deciduous trees and bushes with a lovely meadow in an opening near the middle. A smaller clearing nearby is just the right size to land the chopper, so that's where Harri heads. They touch down and shut off the engine, then Harri hops lightly out of the cockpit and OT climbs shakily to the ground then sits down. "Boy, Harri, dis is a purrty place, and I smell flowers." Harri comes and sits beside him. "Yep, it is purrty. And I smell doze fowlers too. And I smell... could it be... YES! BACON! I smell BACON!" Harri leaps to her paws and dashes off towards the larger clearing. OT sighs softly and trots after her. When Harri reaches the larger clearing she sees a large tent on the far side of the clearing, large enough to house at least a dozen cats. The screened windows are open and the walls of the tent ripple gently in the breeze. Patches of bright yellow and pink flowers in the clearing also wave in time with the tent walls. Next to the big tent is another tent of strange construction, with another patch of meadow visible through it. Harri then notices a shade canopy erected over a full camp kitchen. Amelia is at the stove, just transferring a batch of crisp bacon strips from a frying pan to a warming tray. Next to the warming tray of bacon is one loaded with scrambled eggs, one with toast, one with waffles, and a cooler full of creme. "Amelia, youz just in time. I'z would like a bigbig bunch of dat bacon and big bowl of creme fur me an OT. OT, you wants some eggz too?" Amelia huffs and snorts, then prepares a couple of plates with bacon and eggs and waves for Harri to come get them. Amelia: "Here, you two can find a seat in the meadow, or you can sit in the meadow in Catifurnia." Harri: "Catifurnia is a long trip even in the caticopter, grumpybutt." Amelia: "Didn't look around before you started hollering for food, did you? See that canvas frame beside my tent? That's a static teleporter, open to a meadow in the mountains just east of Cleopatra's estate in Catifurnia. Sammy and Ranger are over in that meadow." Harri and OT grab their plates and wander over to the teleporter and look through. On the Catifurnia side of the portal Sammy and Ranger have cushions spread the meadow, and appear to have just settled down for a nap. Zooming out of a slipstream high up in the clouds, the Majik Carpet whooshes in a downward back and forth trajectory aiming for a nice grassy spot in the Catifurnia meadow. It lands softly, and MeOwy unhooks 20 claws from the carpet, picks up the stony tablet and takes it to the 2 lounging gnappers, Sam and Ranger McDude, peacefully dozing while the spring breeze slightly ruffles their fur. "I iss sseeking da signachurz ob dis catmewnity memfurs on dis memoriel plak honoring Unca Serge, wich I, da awfishul enfoy tu da Temple ob Bast, wil deewivver affur yoo sign itted. Yoo may yooz yoor claws." Meowy offers the tablet to two boys, and looks around to see who else is he Pipps and Short-Tail Tom. She peers thru the static teleporter window and sees lotta kitties over there with lots of gud fudz. Meowy will be gitting a lotta signachurs and fudz. That will take care of two birds with one stone tablet. |
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Meowy, I wud like to put sumfing on dat memoriel plak.
[Meowy brings the plaque over to Rebecca. Rebecca delicately puts her paw print on it. The print of the pad comes out heart-shaped, and each toe print is tear-shaped. Gudbye, Unka Serge, she thinks.] Dere. Da hart iz kuz I lubbed Unka Serge, an da teerz iz kuz Ize so sadsad dat he iz goned. Rebecca "Meowy" wrote in message ... On May 11, 11:08 am, Community Kitties wrote: A small jet-powered helicopter flies high over the central Illinois countryside. A portly orange tabby girlcat is at the controls, with an equally portly orange boycat in the right seat. Both watch out the windows, seeing the flat land covered with small farms and an occasional small town roll past below them. When they cross a busy interstate highway the boycat consults a navigation chart. As he sees that they are getting close to the Illinois/Indiana state line he says "I fink we'z getting close, Harri". The pilot cat flips a switch on the control panel and as the engine noise drops to almost nothing she says "Ok, OT, we're in silent mode now. Let's drop down and see if we can spot the place." Harri snaps the chopper inverted and pulls on the stick until they're dropping straight down. At a very low altitude she pulls on the stick again and levels off, and OT can be heard gulping loudly. OT spots a large stand of trees and points, and Harri guides the chopper to the indicated area. Below them the two cats see a large wood of deciduous trees and bushes with a lovely meadow in an opening near the middle. A smaller clearing nearby is just the right size to land the chopper, so that's where Harri heads. They touch down and shut off the engine, then Harri hops lightly out of the cockpit and OT climbs shakily to the ground then sits down. "Boy, Harri, dis is a purrty place, and I smell flowers." Harri comes and sits beside him. "Yep, it is purrty. And I smell doze fowlers too. And I smell... could it be... YES! BACON! I smell BACON!" Harri leaps to her paws and dashes off towards the larger clearing. OT sighs softly and trots after her. When Harri reaches the larger clearing she sees a large tent on the far side of the clearing, large enough to house at least a dozen cats. The screened windows are open and the walls of the tent ripple gently in the breeze. Patches of bright yellow and pink flowers in the clearing also wave in time with the tent walls. Next to the big tent is another tent of strange construction, with another patch of meadow visible through it. Harri then notices a shade canopy erected over a full camp kitchen. Amelia is at the stove, just transferring a batch of crisp bacon strips from a frying pan to a warming tray. Next to the warming tray of bacon is one loaded with scrambled eggs, one with toast, one with waffles, and a cooler full of creme. "Amelia, youz just in time. I'z would like a bigbig bunch of dat bacon and big bowl of creme fur me an OT. OT, you wants some eggz too?" Amelia huffs and snorts, then prepares a couple of plates with bacon and eggs and waves for Harri to come get them. Amelia: "Here, you two can find a seat in the meadow, or you can sit in the meadow in Catifurnia." Harri: "Catifurnia is a long trip even in the caticopter, grumpybutt." Amelia: "Didn't look around before you started hollering for food, did you? See that canvas frame beside my tent? That's a static teleporter, open to a meadow in the mountains just east of Cleopatra's estate in Catifurnia. Sammy and Ranger are over in that meadow." Harri and OT grab their plates and wander over to the teleporter and look through. On the Catifurnia side of the portal Sammy and Ranger have cushions spread the meadow, and appear to have just settled down for a nap. Zooming out of a slipstream high up in the clouds, the Majik Carpet whooshes in a downward back and forth trajectory aiming for a nice grassy spot in the Catifurnia meadow. It lands softly, and MeOwy unhooks 20 claws from the carpet, picks up the stony tablet and takes it to the 2 lounging gnappers, Sam and Ranger McDude, peacefully dozing while the spring breeze slightly ruffles their fur. "I iss sseeking da signachurz ob dis catmewnity memfurs on dis memoriel plak honoring Unca Serge, wich I, da awfishul enfoy tu da Temple ob Bast, wil deewivver affur yoo sign itted. Yoo may yooz yoor claws." Meowy offers the tablet to two boys, and looks around to see who else is he Pipps and Short-Tail Tom. She peers thru the static teleporter window and sees lotta kitties over there with lots of gud fudz. Meowy will be gitting a lotta signachurs and fudz. That will take care of two birds with one stone tablet. |
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Dat iz vury nise uf yu tu du dat fur Unka Serge, Rebecca. Nao dat yu hav dun dat, letz go eet sum Bakum. Mosey Meowy, I wud like to put sumfing on dat memoriel plak. [Meowy brings the plaque over to Rebecca. Rebecca delicately puts her paw print on it. The print of the pad comes out heart-shaped, and each toe print is tear-shaped. Gudbye, Unka Serge, she thinks.] Dere. Da hart iz kuz I lubbed Unka Serge, an da teerz iz kuz Ize so sadsad dat he iz goned. Rebecca "Meowy" On May 11, 11:08 am, Community Kitties wrote: A small jet-powered helicopter flies high over the central Illinois countryside. A portly orange tabby girlcat is at the controls, with an equally portly orange boycat in the right seat. Both watch out the windows, seeing the flat land covered with small farms and an occasional small town roll past below them. When they cross a busy interstate highway the boycat consults a navigation chart. As he sees that they are getting close to the Illinois/Indiana state line he says "I fink we'z getting close, Harri". The pilot cat flips a switch on the control panel and as the engine noise drops to almost nothing she says "Ok, OT, we're in silent mode now. Let's drop down and see if we can spot the place." Harri snaps the chopper inverted and pulls on the stick until they're dropping straight down. At a very low altitude she pulls on the stick again and levels off, and OT can be heard gulping loudly. OT spots a large stand of trees and points, and Harri guides the chopper to the indicated area. Below them the two cats see a large wood of deciduous trees and bushes with a lovely meadow in an opening near the middle. A smaller clearing nearby is just the right size to land the chopper, so that's where Harri heads. They touch down and shut off the engine, then Harri hops lightly out of the cockpit and OT climbs shakily to the ground then sits down. "Boy, Harri, dis is a purrty place, and I smell flowers." Harri comes and sits beside him. "Yep, it is purrty. And I smell doze fowlers too. And I smell... could it be... YES! BACON! I smell BACON!" Harri leaps to her paws and dashes off towards the larger clearing. OT sighs softly and trots after her. When Harri reaches the larger clearing she sees a large tent on the far side of the clearing, large enough to house at least a dozen cats. The screened windows are open and the walls of the tent ripple gently in the breeze. Patches of bright yellow and pink flowers in the clearing also wave in time with the tent walls. Next to the big tent is another tent of strange construction, with another patch of meadow visible through it. Harri then notices a shade canopy erected over a full camp kitchen. Amelia is at the stove, just transferring a batch of crisp bacon strips from a frying pan to a warming tray. Next to the warming tray of bacon is one loaded with scrambled eggs, one with toast, one with waffles, and a cooler full of creme. "Amelia, youz just in time. I'z would like a bigbig bunch of dat bacon and big bowl of creme fur me an OT. OT, you wants some eggz too?" Amelia huffs and snorts, then prepares a couple of plates with bacon and eggs and waves for Harri to come get them. Amelia: "Here, you two can find a seat in the meadow, or you can sit in the meadow in Catifurnia." Harri: "Catifurnia is a long trip even in the caticopter, grumpybutt." Amelia: "Didn't look around before you started hollering for food, did you? See that canvas frame beside my tent? That's a static teleporter, open to a meadow in the mountains just east of Cleopatra's estate in Catifurnia. Sammy and Ranger are over in that meadow." Harri and OT grab their plates and wander over to the teleporter and look through. On the Catifurnia side of the portal Sammy and Ranger have cushions spread the meadow, and appear to have just settled down for a nap. Zooming out of a slipstream high up in the clouds, the Majik Carpet whooshes in a downward back and forth trajectory aiming for a nice grassy spot in the Catifurnia meadow. It lands softly, and MeOwy unhooks 20 claws from the carpet, picks up the stony tablet and takes it to the 2 lounging gnappers, Sam and Ranger McDude, peacefully dozing while the spring breeze slightly ruffles their fur. "I iss sseeking da signachurz ob dis catmewnity memfurs on dis memoriel plak honoring Unca Serge, wich I, da awfishul enfoy tu da Temple ob Bast, wil deewivver affur yoo sign itted. Yoo may yooz yoor claws." Meowy offers the tablet to two boys, and looks around to see who else is he Pipps and Short-Tail Tom. She peers thru the static teleporter window and sees lotta kitties over there with lots of gud fudz. Meowy will be gitting a lotta signachurs and fudz. That will take care of two birds with one stone tablet. |
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dat iz berree spekal Trudi
"Rebecca" wrote in message ... Meowy, I wud like to put sumfing on dat memoriel plak. [Meowy brings the plaque over to Rebecca. Rebecca delicately puts her paw print on it. The print of the pad comes out heart-shaped, and each toe print is tear-shaped. Gudbye, Unka Serge, she thinks.] Dere. Da hart iz kuz I lubbed Unka Serge, an da teerz iz kuz Ize so sadsad dat he iz goned. Rebecca "Meowy" wrote in message ... On May 11, 11:08 am, Community Kitties wrote: A small jet-powered helicopter flies high over the central Illinois countryside. A portly orange tabby girlcat is at the controls, with an equally portly orange boycat in the right seat. Both watch out the windows, seeing the flat land covered with small farms and an occasional small town roll past below them. When they cross a busy interstate highway the boycat consults a navigation chart. As he sees that they are getting close to the Illinois/Indiana state line he says "I fink we'z getting close, Harri". The pilot cat flips a switch on the control panel and as the engine noise drops to almost nothing she says "Ok, OT, we're in silent mode now. Let's drop down and see if we can spot the place." Harri snaps the chopper inverted and pulls on the stick until they're dropping straight down. At a very low altitude she pulls on the stick again and levels off, and OT can be heard gulping loudly. OT spots a large stand of trees and points, and Harri guides the chopper to the indicated area. Below them the two cats see a large wood of deciduous trees and bushes with a lovely meadow in an opening near the middle. A smaller clearing nearby is just the right size to land the chopper, so that's where Harri heads. They touch down and shut off the engine, then Harri hops lightly out of the cockpit and OT climbs shakily to the ground then sits down. "Boy, Harri, dis is a purrty place, and I smell flowers." Harri comes and sits beside him. "Yep, it is purrty. And I smell doze fowlers too. And I smell... could it be... YES! BACON! I smell BACON!" Harri leaps to her paws and dashes off towards the larger clearing. OT sighs softly and trots after her. When Harri reaches the larger clearing she sees a large tent on the far side of the clearing, large enough to house at least a dozen cats. The screened windows are open and the walls of the tent ripple gently in the breeze. Patches of bright yellow and pink flowers in the clearing also wave in time with the tent walls. Next to the big tent is another tent of strange construction, with another patch of meadow visible through it. Harri then notices a shade canopy erected over a full camp kitchen. Amelia is at the stove, just transferring a batch of crisp bacon strips from a frying pan to a warming tray. Next to the warming tray of bacon is one loaded with scrambled eggs, one with toast, one with waffles, and a cooler full of creme. "Amelia, youz just in time. I'z would like a bigbig bunch of dat bacon and big bowl of creme fur me an OT. OT, you wants some eggz too?" Amelia huffs and snorts, then prepares a couple of plates with bacon and eggs and waves for Harri to come get them. Amelia: "Here, you two can find a seat in the meadow, or you can sit in the meadow in Catifurnia." Harri: "Catifurnia is a long trip even in the caticopter, grumpybutt." Amelia: "Didn't look around before you started hollering for food, did you? See that canvas frame beside my tent? That's a static teleporter, open to a meadow in the mountains just east of Cleopatra's estate in Catifurnia. Sammy and Ranger are over in that meadow." Harri and OT grab their plates and wander over to the teleporter and look through. On the Catifurnia side of the portal Sammy and Ranger have cushions spread the meadow, and appear to have just settled down for a nap. Zooming out of a slipstream high up in the clouds, the Majik Carpet whooshes in a downward back and forth trajectory aiming for a nice grassy spot in the Catifurnia meadow. It lands softly, and MeOwy unhooks 20 claws from the carpet, picks up the stony tablet and takes it to the 2 lounging gnappers, Sam and Ranger McDude, peacefully dozing while the spring breeze slightly ruffles their fur. "I iss sseeking da signachurz ob dis catmewnity memfurs on dis memoriel plak honoring Unca Serge, wich I, da awfishul enfoy tu da Temple ob Bast, wil deewivver affur yoo sign itted. Yoo may yooz yoor claws." Meowy offers the tablet to two boys, and looks around to see who else is he Pipps and Short-Tail Tom. She peers thru the static teleporter window and sees lotta kitties over there with lots of gud fudz. Meowy will be gitting a lotta signachurs and fudz. That will take care of two birds with one stone tablet. |
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