Psst -- Oliver, is your Meowmy listening? I can't come see you for my birfday 11 April likes I said. Does Easter work for you, too? My Meowmy will be havin her hands full then and I can slinkies away easier.

Are we still on for St. Louis? I love the thought of long nights wif you on a riverboat ... seeing stars ... munching fishies ... licking your ears... Sigh.

I is a widdle worried though. Is your bruvver well enough to be left alone for a weekend? I know youse been his devoted nurse. I can give up our time together for Mr. B's sake, but still hope to see you, too. Would it be easier if we wan-day-voud-ed closer to your home?

A heart-sick Jeweliette, a pining for her knight in fuzzy armor,

Livvy wivvy