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  #11  
Old February 13th 11, 09:58 PM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Storrmmee
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

Trudi notes the exchange between booker and daisy chan and makes a mental
note to write it down later,
"Booker" wrote in message
...


On 2/13/2011 7:38 AM, cshenk wrote:


Ms Aunti gives a wry grin butted she knows Snowflake doesn't see her
behind Cash, besidez, she anna Cash are busy now wif dere own and
Daisy-chan's one bag.


Booker startz laffin an finkz dis here trip iz gonna be fine.



  #12  
Old February 13th 11, 10:01 PM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Storrmmee
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

MH breefz a sigh of furree releef... OK den, diz iz gonna be a wunnerful
venshure,!!! MH
"Will in New Haven" wrote in message
...
On Feb 12, 5:18 pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
meanwhile, in the itti bitti kumpirtmint in Central IL there is much
fussing
packing and general aktifitee...

Trudi: I haz efurithin paked fur mineself, anna mine duteez aza kruze
direktur... now to get deze here ofurcatz readee...

Barbi: I iz paked anna read, sinze we iz sharin a kabin i paked extra
snakz
fur uses in kaze we needsa eatsa snak befure sum fudz arrifez...

OEJ I iz readee, I haz mine stuffz paked anna i wantsa rum near urz butted
i
mite share wif stt ifin himz wantz so i duzint realee wantsa share wif
ursefz.

Storrmmee: well i iz of kurze gonna share wif mine husband kittee butted i
willz trafel wif ursefz beclawz he mite haf sherifin duteez dat will make
hizsef arrife later.

MH: calls hiz spekal furnd and sayz... Missy willz ursef mind meetin
minesef atta boat wif urown famblee? i needsa hep trudi mof herown stuffz?
i
getted uses a sueet ifin ursef duzint think diz iz too furwurd?


;Shoor, I will meeted yoo dere. I will be lannin da red Jeep-fingy on
da helicapter dek ob da crooz ship. A suite? Dat is furry nise. I will
see yoo dare.

--
Missy


  #13  
Old February 13th 11, 11:35 PM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Pi2nya AKA Sweetee
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

Pitô.ônya iz skurryink thru da "Bles-Um Mall", tryink tu fynd juzt da
rite givt furr Sundance...In da Jewelry store Gold In Silver's she
finds juzt the thing an haz it rappt in red, then rushes bak tu da gezt
bedruum to port offurr in da awlreddy-lowded porter---Split sekundz
laytur she arrrifz at da ship's tenders, fynillee tranzfurrink onto MV
Purrbearer. After arrifink in dere stateroom, she unpackz and catalite
phones Sundance tellin him ov hur arrifull, hiz large snack-bar and the
cold seafood buffet set up in the small dining room wiff shrimpees,
oysterz an mussels, langostinos an a selekshun ob nip an non-nip drinks.
Affurr showerink, kikkin doze pink-ponk bawlz uhrownd, and chayngink,
she findz hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet
--
Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...

It is just after dawn in New York City, and an
aqua '57 T-Bird wends its way from the Village to
the Upper West Side; there is little traffic at
this hour, most of it delivery vans and trucks. At
the wheel of the T-Bird is a petite,
cream-and-white Persian cat, bundled up against
the cold; the streets are lined with the icy, now
dirty remnants of the last few snow-storms. She
has scheduled a busy morning: meetings with all of
the various crew leaders of the ship; checking
provisions and supplies, meeting with Captain
LeGrand - and then hopefully, a nap before the
community arrives.

The T-Bird pulls into the 79th Street Boat Basin,
and Anaïs see's Cleo's yacht, the MV Purrbearer
anchored in the Hudson: it is too large a vessel
to dock in the Boat Basin and so ship's tenders
take cargo and passengers to the ship. The basin
is a hub of activity at this early hour: trucks
are unloading supplies for the community cruise,
and sailors from the Purrbearer are loading them
into tenders. A uniformed tuxie-cat greets Anaïs:
"Put your car in long-term parking, Ma'am?" She
nods in agreement, handing him a few toonas as a
tip, as a second tuxie takes her luggage to the
ship's tender waiting for her. Two sailors,
looking spiffy in their uniforms with "MV
Purrbearer" embroidered on them, greet her. "Meow,
Mme. Lachatte! Welcome back to the MV Purrbearer!"
They take her luggage, fire up the engine, and the
tender pulls into the river and heads to the ship.

The tender pulls up to the side of the yacht, as
it stairs are lowered; Anaïs climbs on board where
she is greeted by Stevenson, Cleo's major-domo.
"Welcome aboard, Mme. Anaïs! It is good to see you
again! I know that you wanted to meet with the
staff supervisors early, so I have gathered them
in the conference room for your meetings. I'll
have one of the stewards take your luggage to your
stateroom so we can get to business immediately."

Stevenson and Anaïs walk below-deck to the
mahogany paneled conference room, where around the
table are all of the yacht's crew supervisors: the
executive chef, head steward, the purser and so
on; Anaïs opens her briefcase, takes out her
laptop and settles into the business of preparing
for the event. Business-like, but cheerful
snatches of meowed conversations can be heard:
"Yes, the breton oysters are here, as well as the
Chesapeake blue-point. Lobsters from Maine are on
ice... Dungeness crabs too.... yes, ping-pong
balls in Ms. Pitoonya's stateroom.... the mirrored
stateroom for Ms. Sunrise, yes, yes... the large
snack-bar for Mr. Sundance... rolls of paper
towels and TP in Meowy's stateroom... a stateroom
with an office and computer for Ms. Trudi... yes,
the Chat Lunatique champagne is on board. Ah, and
the sushi-bar for Hiura-san? Yes, it is here..."
and so on until all of the details have been taken
care of. It is now noon, and Captain LeGrand comes
in as they are finishing up, and invites Anaïs to
lunch with him and the first-mate so they can plan
further details of the cruise.
After lunch, Anaïs, tired from a day of meetings,
goes to her stateroom and admires the view of the
NY skyline; she daydreams and she thinks of the
skyline of Paris and her college years - a skyline
quite different when she was a young girl-cat.
Tired, she draws the curtain, and curls up on a
soft silk cushion to take a nap before the
community arrives. She drifts off to sleep, and in
her reverie, feels a gentle grooming of her head
and a purr just like Tiger's. "I iz so proud of
you going on like dis, picking up and leading a
'venture, mine luff..." She awakens, so startled
that she has to get up and walk around the
stateroom to make certain that she is alone but
yes, the stateroom is empty and the door still
locked. She goes to lie down again, and notices a
large kitty-sized impression in the soft cushion,
right next to hers, and three forget-me-nots that
she knows weren't there before. She smiles, and
falls asleep again, contented.

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

“I love cats because I take pleasure in my home;
and little by little, the cats become its visible
soul.â€
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

2/11/2011 7:44:11 PM


  #14  
Old February 13th 11, 11:51 PM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Storrmmee
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

Trudi returns to the deck in time to see her frund arrife... she has been
checking off namez furm herown lizt, she realizes dat da gordon kitteez haf
not arrifed, suddenlee herown eyez grow veree BIG and DARK and SKAREE she
turns from the deck and disapears in a small porter and arrivez atta
Gramby's howze...

she finds herown furnd willow in herown fishtank... she knocks onna glazz
wakes willow and explainz abowt da gordon fisheez... willow understands the
delimma and as she is going on the venshure anway agrees that trudi can
barrow herown tank...

soon they are setting abowt getting the tank ready for the porter... willow
removes her belongings packing wha she will take with her on the trip,
piling everything else under the cowch...

then willow removes all other posessions and beings from other areas of the
penthouse and helps trudi get it into the porter, then when they arrive they
look around for the steward that knows what rooms the gordon kittes anna
fishees will be residing...


"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
Pitô.ônya iz skurryink thru da "Bles-Um Mall", tryink tu fynd juzt da rite
givt furr Sundance...In da Jewelry store Gold In Silver's she finds juzt
the thing an haz it rappt in red, then rushes bak tu da gezt bedruum to
port offurr in da awlreddy-lowded porter---Split sekundz laytur she
arrrifz at da ship's tenders, fynillee tranzfurrink onto MV Purrbearer.
After arrifink in dere stateroom, she unpackz and catalite phones Sundance
tellin him ov hur arrifull, hiz large snack-bar and the cold seafood
buffet set up in the small dining room wiff shrimpees, oysterz an mussels,
langostinos an a selekshun ob nip an non-nip drinks. Affurr showerink,
kikkin doze pink-ponk bawlz uhrownd, and chayngink, she findz hur way
deown tu da cold seafood buffet
--
Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...

It is just after dawn in New York City, and an
aqua '57 T-Bird wends its way from the Village to
the Upper West Side; there is little traffic at
this hour, most of it delivery vans and trucks. At
the wheel of the T-Bird is a petite,
cream-and-white Persian cat, bundled up against
the cold; the streets are lined with the icy, now
dirty remnants of the last few snow-storms. She
has scheduled a busy morning: meetings with all of
the various crew leaders of the ship; checking
provisions and supplies, meeting with Captain
LeGrand - and then hopefully, a nap before the
community arrives.

The T-Bird pulls into the 79th Street Boat Basin,
and Anaïs see's Cleo's yacht, the MV Purrbearer
anchored in the Hudson: it is too large a vessel
to dock in the Boat Basin and so ship's tenders
take cargo and passengers to the ship. The basin
is a hub of activity at this early hour: trucks
are unloading supplies for the community cruise,
and sailors from the Purrbearer are loading them
into tenders. A uniformed tuxie-cat greets Anaïs:
"Put your car in long-term parking, Ma'am?" She
nods in agreement, handing him a few toonas as a
tip, as a second tuxie takes her luggage to the
ship's tender waiting for her. Two sailors,
looking spiffy in their uniforms with "MV
Purrbearer" embroidered on them, greet her. "Meow,
Mme. Lachatte! Welcome back to the MV Purrbearer!"
They take her luggage, fire up the engine, and the
tender pulls into the river and heads to the ship.

The tender pulls up to the side of the yacht, as
it stairs are lowered; Anaïs climbs on board where
she is greeted by Stevenson, Cleo's major-domo.
"Welcome aboard, Mme. Anaïs! It is good to see you
again! I know that you wanted to meet with the
staff supervisors early, so I have gathered them
in the conference room for your meetings. I'll
have one of the stewards take your luggage to your
stateroom so we can get to business immediately."

Stevenson and Anaïs walk below-deck to the
mahogany paneled conference room, where around the
table are all of the yacht's crew supervisors: the
executive chef, head steward, the purser and so
on; Anaïs opens her briefcase, takes out her
laptop and settles into the business of preparing
for the event. Business-like, but cheerful
snatches of meowed conversations can be heard:
"Yes, the breton oysters are here, as well as the
Chesapeake blue-point. Lobsters from Maine are on
ice... Dungeness crabs too.... yes, ping-pong
balls in Ms. Pitoonya's stateroom.... the mirrored
stateroom for Ms. Sunrise, yes, yes... the large
snack-bar for Mr. Sundance... rolls of paper
towels and TP in Meowy's stateroom... a stateroom
with an office and computer for Ms. Trudi... yes,
the Chat Lunatique champagne is on board. Ah, and
the sushi-bar for Hiura-san? Yes, it is here..."
and so on until all of the details have been taken
care of. It is now noon, and Captain LeGrand comes
in as they are finishing up, and invites Anaïs to
lunch with him and the first-mate so they can plan
further details of the cruise.
After lunch, Anaïs, tired from a day of meetings,
goes to her stateroom and admires the view of the
NY skyline; she daydreams and she thinks of the
skyline of Paris and her college years - a skyline
quite different when she was a young girl-cat.
Tired, she draws the curtain, and curls up on a
soft silk cushion to take a nap before the
community arrives. She drifts off to sleep, and in
her reverie, feels a gentle grooming of her head
and a purr just like Tiger's. "I iz so proud of
you going on like dis, picking up and leading a
'venture, mine luff..." She awakens, so startled
that she has to get up and walk around the
stateroom to make certain that she is alone but
yes, the stateroom is empty and the door still
locked. She goes to lie down again, and notices a
large kitty-sized impression in the soft cushion,
right next to hers, and three forget-me-nots that
she knows weren't there before. She smiles, and
falls asleep again, contented.

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

“I love cats because I take pleasure in my home;
and little by little, the cats become its visible
soul.â€
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

2/11/2011 7:44:11 PM




  #15  
Old February 14th 11, 12:03 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
cshenk
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Posts: 2,427
Default Da Crooze beginz!

Aunti Mabel yawns then and says 'Time for my nap kids, you both go out
anna play and I'll be along later'. Her eyes widen as she sees the doggie
ramp to the bed is just right for her old hips and then settles in with a
happy sigh into the king sized memory foam bed.


Aunti Mabel wakens to a general soft music drifting in the porthole and a
soft breeze redolant of the sea and it's riches. With a long happy stretch
and wag of tail, she neatly takes care of a few personal needs then goes to
the dresser to select something nice but not too ostentatious for an
afternoon on the deck. She muses that the diamonds might make some of the
kittahs feel bad so selects instead a simple tigerstone necklace that
matches her eyes of buttery-brown. It is afterall, an afternoon affair as
of yet.

She notes with a grin, Daisy-chan's favored turquoise earrings and necklace
are missing. So is Cash's favorite turquoise collar with the subdued
delicate but manly spangles. heheh she wuffs. He's a big goof but we luv
him and he sure does like to try to dress up and match that little
Daisy-chan lady!

Thinking. Aunti Mabel changes to wear her turquiose necklace and adds her
sweater that is the same color but shot lightly with silver threads.
Surveying in mirror she notes it nicely hides that she's still a bit too
thin yet leaves a silky overall pleasing look. Slightly dressier than the
others as they arrived, but should carry well to the first evening early
cocktail hour.

Sauntering off, she goes to join the fun. She recalls chatting a lot with
Trudi last time and wonders of Orion will be there? Following her nose
which is as sharp as ever, she finds the party is starting. She steps
gently down the stairs hoping to not intrude on the fun but knowing she
looks pretty nice, it's a relatively grand entrance for a grand Dame HC.....

Daisy-chan (who's been chatting with Booker) sees along with Cash (who's
been chatting with Snowflake) and give a nice purr-low wuff as she
delicately enters wondering what to expect....

  #16  
Old February 14th 11, 12:36 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Amelia T Cat
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

ong limo pulls up to the pier, and a portly tortie girlcat climbs out.
The driver unloads her luggage from the trunk, and a porter carries it all
to a tender. Another porter escorts her to the tender, which then motors
out to the Purrbearer.

Amelia boards the yacht and is greeted by Stevenson.

"Good morning, Miss Amelia. Your stateroom is ready. Mme. Anais is aboard,
and all of FluffyKitz supplies are either aboard or being loaded. The
staterooms for the community kitties have all been prepared, the
gyro-stabilized deck is online, and the wait-staff and porters are all
ready. As kitties arrive they will be shown to their rooms. The teleporter
deck has also been activated, so all is ready."

Amelia: "Thank you, Stevenson. You, Capt LeGrand, and Mme. Anais have done
an excellent job getting everything ready. This is going to be an excellent
voyage! I do hope that you and the staff kitties will have a chance to
relax and and enjoy yourselves too once we arrive at our destination."

Amelia
  #17  
Old February 14th 11, 12:56 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Storrmmee
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

having gotten assistance from a couple of porters who knew which state room
was set aside for the gordons, willow and trudi follow the porters in and
supervise the set up and rehabilitation of the tank thus making it fishee
friend ready... willow and trudi talk while the porter work, admirin the
nice room, the veiw and the wine a server brought for them to drink while
they supervisede there were also some temptation treats that were even
tastey to trudi as she is getting a bit hungry and tired from all the
scurrying aroudn...

when the tank is set up and running, a porter asks trudi for the coordinates
to the gordons... he disappears, then reappears, he has a larg vat of water
and greenery that the fishees are used to so they will be as comfortable in
their state room as the three gordon cats will in theirs...

Trudi tips the porter cats and thanks them, then she hugs willow as she
leaves in her porter to return to gramby's for a while...

Trudi realises she really is very hungry and decides she will go upstairs
and get some afternoon sun and a snack.
"Storrmmee" wrote in message
...
Trudi returns to the deck in time to see her frund arrife... she has been
checking off namez furm herown lizt, she realizes dat da gordon kitteez
haf not arrifed, suddenlee herown eyez grow veree BIG and DARK and SKAREE
she turns from the deck and disapears in a small porter and arrivez atta
Gramby's howze...

she finds herown furnd willow in herown fishtank... she knocks onna glazz
wakes willow and explainz abowt da gordon fisheez... willow understands
the delimma and as she is going on the venshure anway agrees that trudi
can barrow herown tank...

soon they are setting abowt getting the tank ready for the porter...
willow removes her belongings packing wha she will take with her on the
trip, piling everything else under the cowch...

then willow removes all other posessions and beings from other areas of
the penthouse and helps trudi get it into the porter, then when they
arrive they look around for the steward that knows what rooms the gordon
kittes anna fishees will be residing...


"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
...
Pitô.ônya iz skurryink thru da "Bles-Um Mall", tryink tu fynd juzt da
rite givt furr Sundance...In da Jewelry store Gold In Silver's she finds
juzt the thing an haz it rappt in red, then rushes bak tu da gezt bedruum
to port offurr in da awlreddy-lowded porter---Split sekundz laytur she
arrrifz at da ship's tenders, fynillee tranzfurrink onto MV Purrbearer.
After arrifink in dere stateroom, she unpackz and catalite phones
Sundance tellin him ov hur arrifull, hiz large snack-bar and the cold
seafood buffet set up in the small dining room wiff shrimpees, oysterz an
mussels, langostinos an a selekshun ob nip an non-nip drinks. Affurr
showerink, kikkin doze pink-ponk bawlz uhrownd, and chayngink, she findz
hur way deown tu da cold seafood buffet
--
Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee

"Mme. Anaïs Lachatte" wrote in message
...

It is just after dawn in New York City, and an
aqua '57 T-Bird wends its way from the Village to
the Upper West Side; there is little traffic at
this hour, most of it delivery vans and trucks. At
the wheel of the T-Bird is a petite,
cream-and-white Persian cat, bundled up against
the cold; the streets are lined with the icy, now
dirty remnants of the last few snow-storms. She
has scheduled a busy morning: meetings with all of
the various crew leaders of the ship; checking
provisions and supplies, meeting with Captain
LeGrand - and then hopefully, a nap before the
community arrives.

The T-Bird pulls into the 79th Street Boat Basin,
and Anaïs see's Cleo's yacht, the MV Purrbearer
anchored in the Hudson: it is too large a vessel
to dock in the Boat Basin and so ship's tenders
take cargo and passengers to the ship. The basin
is a hub of activity at this early hour: trucks
are unloading supplies for the community cruise,
and sailors from the Purrbearer are loading them
into tenders. A uniformed tuxie-cat greets Anaïs:
"Put your car in long-term parking, Ma'am?" She
nods in agreement, handing him a few toonas as a
tip, as a second tuxie takes her luggage to the
ship's tender waiting for her. Two sailors,
looking spiffy in their uniforms with "MV
Purrbearer" embroidered on them, greet her. "Meow,
Mme. Lachatte! Welcome back to the MV Purrbearer!"
They take her luggage, fire up the engine, and the
tender pulls into the river and heads to the ship.

The tender pulls up to the side of the yacht, as
it stairs are lowered; Anaïs climbs on board where
she is greeted by Stevenson, Cleo's major-domo.
"Welcome aboard, Mme. Anaïs! It is good to see you
again! I know that you wanted to meet with the
staff supervisors early, so I have gathered them
in the conference room for your meetings. I'll
have one of the stewards take your luggage to your
stateroom so we can get to business immediately."

Stevenson and Anaïs walk below-deck to the
mahogany paneled conference room, where around the
table are all of the yacht's crew supervisors: the
executive chef, head steward, the purser and so
on; Anaïs opens her briefcase, takes out her
laptop and settles into the business of preparing
for the event. Business-like, but cheerful
snatches of meowed conversations can be heard:
"Yes, the breton oysters are here, as well as the
Chesapeake blue-point. Lobsters from Maine are on
ice... Dungeness crabs too.... yes, ping-pong
balls in Ms. Pitoonya's stateroom.... the mirrored
stateroom for Ms. Sunrise, yes, yes... the large
snack-bar for Mr. Sundance... rolls of paper
towels and TP in Meowy's stateroom... a stateroom
with an office and computer for Ms. Trudi... yes,
the Chat Lunatique champagne is on board. Ah, and
the sushi-bar for Hiura-san? Yes, it is here..."
and so on until all of the details have been taken
care of. It is now noon, and Captain LeGrand comes
in as they are finishing up, and invites Anaïs to
lunch with him and the first-mate so they can plan
further details of the cruise.
After lunch, Anaïs, tired from a day of meetings,
goes to her stateroom and admires the view of the
NY skyline; she daydreams and she thinks of the
skyline of Paris and her college years - a skyline
quite different when she was a young girl-cat.
Tired, she draws the curtain, and curls up on a
soft silk cushion to take a nap before the
community arrives. She drifts off to sleep, and in
her reverie, feels a gentle grooming of her head
and a purr just like Tiger's. "I iz so proud of
you going on like dis, picking up and leading a
'venture, mine luff..." She awakens, so startled
that she has to get up and walk around the
stateroom to make certain that she is alone but
yes, the stateroom is empty and the door still
locked. She goes to lie down again, and notices a
large kitty-sized impression in the soft cushion,
right next to hers, and three forget-me-nots that
she knows weren't there before. She smiles, and
falls asleep again, contented.

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

â?oI love cats because I take pleasure in my home;
and little by little, the cats become its visible
soul.â?
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

2/11/2011 7:44:11 PM






  #18  
Old February 14th 11, 12:56 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Mme. Anaïs Lachatte
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Posts: 326
Default Da Crooze beginz!

On Sun, 13 Feb 2011 10:20:58 -0800 (PST), The
Porter Cats's nimble, little paws typed:

Lucy boards the yacht and waits for Chester, eksited that they will
have a venture togethfur and see their old friends.


[Waves]

Meow Lucy!

{hedbump} I haffent seen yoo in agez! How iz
yurseff?

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

“I love cats because I take pleasure in my home;
and little by little, the cats become its visible
soul.â€
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

2/13/2011 6:55:56 PM
  #19  
Old February 14th 11, 01:22 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Storrmmee
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Posts: 4,912
Default Da Crooze beginz!

Trudi leaves the gordon kittees state room and goes to find the smell iof
fishees and shrimps origination... as she arrivez she sees a familar
looking pooch person arriving also... she goes to her new frund and sayz

Hi maybelle, I iz glad ursef camed wiffa daisy anna cash, I wuzint sure ifin
diz kruze wuld be sumfin ursefz mite like, but i sure iz glad ursef iz here,
how bowt we gets sum fudz anna haz sumfinta drink in dat sunny deck purt
ofur der, dat sun lukz reallee infitin... they wantder to the table anna luk
fur sum doggie kindsa fudz...

a wate kitty appreas and guides then to the duck broth, duck bits, anna
special fortified protien meat balls with extra bone meal balls.

as maybell chooses trudi sees some cheese with nip bits, cottage chees and a
bowl of cream, the porter/wate kitty carries their choices to a deck chair
and sets everything down for them.

Rudi: man does this look gud, I haz been working mines sef to a frazzel,
der wuz lotsa stuffzsta du settin up aktifiteez, but now alla dat iz done so
iz gonna relaz diz afurnoon, what iz yourown pwanz, I see no kitty haz been
upsted by ur doggieness?

Trudi
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...
Aunti Mabel yawns then and says 'Time for my nap kids, you both go out
anna play and I'll be along later'. Her eyes widen as she sees the
doggie ramp to the bed is just right for her old hips and then settles in
with a happy sigh into the king sized memory foam bed.


Aunti Mabel wakens to a general soft music drifting in the porthole and a
soft breeze redolant of the sea and it's riches. With a long happy
stretch and wag of tail, she neatly takes care of a few personal needs
then goes to the dresser to select something nice but not too ostentatious
for an afternoon on the deck. She muses that the diamonds might make some
of the kittahs feel bad so selects instead a simple tigerstone necklace
that matches her eyes of buttery-brown. It is afterall, an afternoon
affair as of yet.

She notes with a grin, Daisy-chan's favored turquoise earrings and
necklace are missing. So is Cash's favorite turquoise collar with the
subdued delicate but manly spangles. heheh she wuffs. He's a big goof
but we luv him and he sure does like to try to dress up and match that
little Daisy-chan lady!

Thinking. Aunti Mabel changes to wear her turquiose necklace and adds her
sweater that is the same color but shot lightly with silver threads.
Surveying in mirror she notes it nicely hides that she's still a bit too
thin yet leaves a silky overall pleasing look. Slightly dressier than the
others as they arrived, but should carry well to the first evening early
cocktail hour.

Sauntering off, she goes to join the fun. She recalls chatting a lot with
Trudi last time and wonders of Orion will be there? Following her nose
which is as sharp as ever, she finds the party is starting. She steps
gently down the stairs hoping to not intrude on the fun but knowing she
looks pretty nice, it's a relatively grand entrance for a grand Dame
HC.....

Daisy-chan (who's been chatting with Booker) sees along with Cash (who's
been chatting with Snowflake) and give a nice purr-low wuff as she
delicately enters wondering what to expect....



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Old February 14th 11, 01:43 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
Mme. Anaïs Lachatte
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Default Da Crooze beginz!

On Sat, 12 Feb 2011 17:16:09 -0800, Booker's
nimble, little paws typed:

Dey ar all lukin forward to da shrimpiez, since meowmie nefer haz dem.


Meow Gize!

Da shrimpeez iz eksellent - so are da oysterz!

And da bawtender makes a mean nip-margharita!

--
Purrs,

Mme. Anaïs

“I love cats because I take pleasure in my home;
and little by little, the cats become its visible
soul.â€
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

2/13/2011 7:42:50 PM
 




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