Da Crooze beginz!

'Hai Pipps!' says Daisy-chan. 'Jus join inna dey fun here. I don't know
ebery1 either butz I meats lots of kool kittahs last 2 times. I've heard
your name so hapi to meat you at last!'


Pipps haz been wannering uhrown da dek n aftur habbing sum fudz n uh nap,
hur wokz up tew Trudi n Daisy n axsz iff hur mite joyn dem....ai dunt hab
inny gurlkitty frendz n yoo r boff sew nise...fank yoo fur letting mee axs
yew. Pipps


Trudi has visited wif alla herown furnds and is walking by when she sees
the gordon boys are startinta 'splore... she approachhes suky anna sayz,
duz ursef wantsa go to da to p offa ship anna see da lazt of da sitez, der
iz sum nize dek chairz anna wate kitteez bringsa dwinkz? Trudi


Trud hears and comez ofur... dey kan haf aneethin dey wantz, ifin dey say
itz fishee fudz it iz,... then she setz a small box of fancee gowld
fishee
fudz at harry's pwaze, i ordered diz juzt in kaze da regulr fudz wuzint
rite,

she smilez at her fwiendz and returns to the bar"

The Gordon Kittiez soon get their sea legs.Their curiosity is roused
and they want to explore the ship. Harry wants to give the fishes
their lettuce, he is shredding it in his claws whilst Jack peels a
garlic clove.Me dussnt know whi dem fwoaty fishies wike darlik...its
stinkystinky.Gwad we dussnt havta eet it! Whi cant dey eet weglar
fishie fud? Harry looks at Jack, "dey dus eet weglar fishie fud, but
dey needs dare gweens twu"
Sukie wants to catch a last glimpse of New York, but Harry and Jack
want to go to the cocktail bar to taste the array of cocktails. Sukie
looks around for another gurlkitty to befriend but doesnt know anyone.

Daisy-chan is so busy greeting Pipps she isnt noticed at first by Harri

"Harri Roadcat" wrote in message
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Pipps an Trudi an Sukie, if any of youz would like get a betterer look at
Mew York City I would be glad to fly you dere in da catacopter. It lookz
furry pretty from da air.

Harri

Daisy-chan squeals in joy as she realizes Hari just offered a Catacopter
ride!


"Storrmmee" wrote in message
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Trudi smilez at herown furnd... i iz purtee sure daisy chan wantsa du diz,
i err, wll umm, i duzint go inna air, Trudi
"Harri Roadcat" wrote in message
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Pipps an Trudi an Sukie, if any of youz would like get a betterer look at
Mew York City I would be glad to fly you dere in da catacopter. It lookz
furry pretty from da air.

Harri

Sweetee, Ize so sorree dat da sekkaterry got dis impurrtint peese uv
infurmashun rong! Uv korse it haz bin 2 yeerz, an 2 furry happee yeers, too!

I lubz my annipurrsaree purrezint! I will ware it at da furmal eventz on da
krooz.

Sundance

"Pi2nya AKA Sweetee" wrote in message
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Fangu Darlink! Yu luuk spiffy!
I luff Chat-nel numbur fife!
Neow heer'z yur annipurrsery prezzee tuu...
Pit2nya paws offurr da red bockz wiff da faymouse Hermes ribbuns.
[Sundance opins da red bockz, an fyndz uh Hermes tie
wiffa gold tie pin in da middul which sez SUN**DANCE.
Da twu **s ar furr dere twu, yup two, yeerz of winking (2009 -2011)]
--
Pitô.ônya AKA Sweetee

"Sundance" wrote in message
...
[...where she findz Sundance waiting for her! He iz wearing a spiffy
tuxedo and holding a small package wrapped with ribbons in different
colors. Sundance gives Pitô.ônya a cheek rub on each side.]

Hihi, Sweetee. Yoo lukz bootiful! I kan hardlee beleev dat it haz bin a
yeer alreddy since we wuz winked. I know it iznt kwite Valleytimez Day
yet, but I hav dis liddle purrzint fur yurownself. Be kareful openin it,
kuz doze ribbinz iz part uv da purrzint.

[Pitô.ônya carefully opens the package. Inside she finds a small bottle
of Chat-nel No. 5 purrfume.]

I hopez yoo likez dat scent. If yoo wud purrfur a difurint wun, it kan be
eschanged.

Sundance

"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.�
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

2/11/2011 7:44:11 PM

Daisy-chan turns to Harri and says 'I'd LOV a ride! Iz heared so much about
dat catacopter!'

An announcement is made and Daisy-chan, winking at her friends saying she
will be back or they can come join her, whisks herself right on over to sign
up. 'Iz so happi Harri! Fangu!'.

Meantime, Cash-pup and Aunti Mabel exchange a wry glance across the room at
their excitement seeking little 'sister'. Aunti Mabel laughs to herself as
she prefers '4 on the floor'. Cash-pup meantime is having too much fun
politely flirting with the ladies at the bar to want to go, but he is happy
that Daisy-chan may get her ride at last.


"Harri Roadcat" wrote in message
...
On Wed, 16 Feb 2011 15:18:45 -0600, Storrmmee wrote:

Trudi smilez at herown furnd... i iz purtee sure daisy chan wantsa du
diz, i err, wll umm, i duzint go inna air, Trudi

Ok, well any kittie dat wants to see Mew York from da air before we getz
too far away, jus let me know. Da catacopter haz plenty of fuel.

Harri

Ooh, da fisheez iz so purrtee! I rememfur dat sefural yeerz ago we had
fisheez at da Jellicle Ball; dey kamed in indivijooal mobile tankz wif air
bubblerz.

Rebecca, making a note to provide fish seating away from the seafood bar

"rafflescat" wrote in message
...
On Feb 14, 10:19 pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
trudi rushes up to the gordons and peers carefully at the fishees... she
is
interested in how everyone is doing but then remembering her manners.
I think some porters will be along soon to hep da fishees, they did a very
fine job of setting everything up and getting it comfortable fur da twip.
ifin dey or ursef needs anithin da staff here iz wunnerful, Duz ursef
wantsa getsa snak ur rezt furzt? Trudi"rafflescat"
wrote in message

Oh fangu Ms Trudi! Fink we wood wike a wittle snicksnack an den
purrhaps a wittle nap? Jack looks around...this is a beautiful ship,
Ise notted been onna cwoose befur,is furry citing! He crosses tu Ms
Trudi... how do you do Ma'am - he bows from the waist ...ar yu
infurrested in fancy goldfishies? Dese ar ryookins,purrty fwoaty
tayles...see? He taps the tank and Rag and Tag swim to the surface
then flip around trailing their diaphanous tails in a silent
acknowledgement of Ms Trudi...Dare see! Dey wike yu!
Sukie looks over shyly at Ms Trudi and blushes prettily. Hewwo.....Ise
Sukie Gordon......how do you do Ms Trudi? Harry looks anxiously at Ms
Trudi.
Ise Harry Gordon,how do yu do Ms Trudi? He bows smartly over her paw
clicking his backfootclaws. Fangu fur de infurrtation, dis is myne,
Sukie n Jacks furst hollyday tugeffur - notted tu menshun Rag n
Tag.

Gordon Kittiez

Hey Beauty! (wave wave) Up here. Onna flying brij. Pleez joyn usses
an haff da gentl see breez wuffling yoor fur...an bwing da porc wif
yoo OK?
Sinseerwy, MeOwy yoor frend

i eeted my porc now iwant crunchy fudz.
i will come to flying brij. fangu.
beauty

oh hai beauty n mai sil MeOey,
Doo yew mynd iffen ai joyne yoo axkz Pipps?
ai kan git usses sum moar porc..iffen yew wunt inny..az fur mee ai wunt
tew twy sum uff da duk fingys...wookz uraownd fur uh waytur...were iz
Daisy-chan?

Looking down, they notice Daisy-chan is happily waiting in line for a ride
in the catacopter. She's actually the first one in line and a few are
adding their furry selves behind her. Daisy-chan doesn't notice the waves
from the others on the flying bridge because she's too interested in the
catacopter but the friends above smile and know that during the trip, they
will get plenty of chat time.

da Bear finally comes out with WooToo and enters the catering room with all
the good food.



"Will in New Haven" wrote in message
...
On Feb 14, 1:11 pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
OEJ and Barbi look over the rail and watch the water and listen to the
officer...

OEJ: dat sure iz lotsa watermonzterz!!!

Barbi: anna big too!!! butted itz not bad here onna ship.

OEJ: letz go getz uses a snak i needsa nap inna sun anna mayhapz stt will
be here soon.

Barbi: I too needsa nap but i wuld like an umbrella beclawz of mine
whitness... I sined up aza single gurlcat butted i duzint have anee
purtiklur mancat in mind,

They watch as the points of interest spoken of by the officer arrive and
slide by...

As they watch, a red Jeep-fingie poofs out of the air above the ship's
helicatper pad. It zips across the sky and back and then lands gently
on the pad.

Out of it step:

Missy, looking around for her wink while carrying a light soup-case.
WooToo, directing da Bear who is cheerfully carrying everyone's
heavier luggage, including some extra deck chairs.
and the glamorous
Sunrise, groomed to the nines and managing to be empty-handed.

--
Will in New Haven

On Feb 16, 7:47*pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
Trudi has visited wif alla herown furnds and is walking by when she sees the
gordon boys are startinta 'splore... she approachhes suky anna sayz, duz
ursef wantsa go to da to p offa ship anna see da lazt of da sitez, der iz
sum nize dek chairz anna wate kitteez bringsa dwinkz? Trudi"rafflescat" wrote in message

Dat wud be nyce.....Ise neffur bin owta myne viwage befur n mees jist
a wittle shyshy. I wud wike tu tokk tu uffur gurl kittiez, n purrhaps
meet bwush a nice boycat whu is fwee n hansum bwush Dus yu nowe
enny?
Oh is dat a dek chare?? Mhhhhh.....dats cumfy! Breathes deeply....."oh
dat ayr is soso zilleratin! Dem boyz is missin awl of dis!

Sukie wiffa nue fwend

Trudi cllza wate kitte, bwing uz sum of doz nip hopperz, Trudi settlez down
ta wate fur da dwink... i knowz amozt efuree kitte boy or gurlcat inna
catmunitee, moztlee beclawz, well i keepsa skort buk, anna it haz romantikal
majik... butted da way fur ursefta finda girlcat fwendz anna purhapz a
mancat iz just ta be urownsef, anna tawk to efuree cat ursef seez... Trudi
gratefullee takin da dwink furm da rafur gud lukin wate kitte
"rafflescat" wrote in message
...
On Feb 16, 7:47 pm, "Storrmmee" wrote:
Trudi has visited wif alla herown furnds and is walking by when she sees
the
gordon boys are startinta 'splore... she approachhes suky anna sayz, duz
ursef wantsa go to da to p offa ship anna see da lazt of da sitez, der iz
sum nize dek chairz anna wate kitteez bringsa dwinkz? Trudi"rafflescat"
wrote in message

Dat wud be nyce.....Ise neffur bin owta myne viwage befur n mees jist
a wittle shyshy. I wud wike tu tokk tu uffur gurl kittiez, n purrhaps
meet bwush a nice boycat whu is fwee n hansum bwush Dus yu nowe
enny?
Oh is dat a dek chare?? Mhhhhh.....dats cumfy! Breathes deeply....."oh
dat ayr is soso zilleratin! Dem boyz is missin awl of dis!

Sukie wiffa nue fwend