Hi All ~ Cinder 'n Smokey here ~
Hey Hannah ~ Dint that jest kurl yer tail when all that hard werk jest went *pfffft* for no good reason? I gets so distrot when the puter eats my posting that I start bangin my lil headbone onna pawboard and Dad hasta drag me of inna korner to kool off. Try your storie agin later, but watch ya don't hit that durn "clear fields" kliker - that one'll fry a lotta hard paw poundun quicker'n you can say the Kat dun it!
Hey li'l Bella*Pup ~ Whatz wiff passin up the tatoe chippers that wuz unner the furpin? GadZooks kiddo - the good stuf wuz inna BAG! Dint the KatBoyz, Andy and Trevor, at least come over an help ya with the project? Seems like ya all coulda had a krunchin good time widda bag a yummies like that. As for bein bearessed when the Two-Leggers start lookin at yer poddies - better get used to it! My Dad's allus watchin while I go poddy. Go wunce to often, take a liddel extra time makin a pile, make too much, don't make enuff, too wet, too dry, or Hevin forbid - don't make a poddy, and they're onna teladinger whimperin and whinin to the White Coat. Sheese ~ lemmie poop in peece. An poor liddel SmokeMutt - he jest don't do a poddy wiff anybody lookin
. I hope Dad's startin ta get the hint - quit sneakin up onna Kid while he's tryin ta powder his nose! Iffin the Kid skips too many poddies we'll hafta use a stik a dinomite to kleen him out
.
Hey Star*ShIne* ~ Howz yer brudder Mr. B-Kat? Is he back fromma White Coat's place and awlrite now? That azma, koffin and gagin stuff is no fun. Boots the Kat sez he'll kross his paws for B-Kat an we all hope the Poor Guy is feelin alot better tanite. Tell yer Mom ta give him a *Skritch* from Dad.
An I keep fergettin ta tell you I'm jellus of you and Cody's piksure onna web. We're werkin on savin sum munnies to get a fambly diggy kamera so's Dad can snap sum web shotz of us atta Shop and the Ranch. Now whatz wiff you havin alla truble wiffa OlivePitt? Kant you jest *skrunch* him down onna floor wiffa paw onna back and tell him whooze the Senior FurKid inna house? Make sure if ya run the PittKat inta the rollin hotwheel box again that you hang around ta make sure yer Mom dozent turn the hot 'n fluffie dial wiffa PittMan still inside. Boots didda dumKat wunce inna winter when Dad took sumpin outa the hotwheel box an dummie the Kat klimbed in cuz it wuz warm inside. Luckie for him he made a reely loud *klunk* onna first spin around and Dad pulled him rite out. His eyeballs were a little crossed up when he flew out. He duzint spend much time inna den ennie more when Dad's doin the warsh. Anniehow ~ seemz ta me that you, Cody*Girl, Mr. B-Kat and the SqueekRat had otta have a liddel *talk* widda OliveBoy and suggest there might be safety in numbers - and that you guyz got the numbers! Tell him he can bounce offa walls all he wants - jest keep the klawz and toofs offin all yer bods. Ask him iffin he'd like ta become a KatBurger
.
Wun last thingy, *Star* ~ do you do gillity? From what you were tellin Honey, sounds like you're a gillity kid, too. Is that reely any fun, or do the Two-Leggers get all frantik and skreemee and *pout* when you do sumpin wrong? Dad's gotta find out iffin I'd hafta go to sekund grade beedee-ence fore I could start gillity. He tell'd me he figgured I'd make a wrong turn inna tunnel tube an get losted. Grrrrrr.
Smoke sez it's gettin past his BigBed time an he wantz to go home, so I gess I gotta quit babblin and round up Dad to pilot us over to the ranch. Thankx fer reminden me bout this is Smokey the Kid's annevershury - mebee we can get Dad to toss a partie. We're reely grateful that all you PetTalker Hoomins and FurKids talked Dad into keepin the liddel SmokeMan - he's awful nice to have around for kumpanie!
Waggs & Slurps to All!
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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*





, and they're onna teladinger whimperin and whinin to the White Coat. Sheese ~ lemmie poop in peece. An poor liddel SmokeMutt - he jest don't do a poddy wiff anybody lookin
. I hope Dad's startin ta get the hint - quit sneakin up onna Kid while he's tryin ta powder his nose! Iffin the Kid skips too many poddies we'll hafta use a stik a dinomite to kleen him out
.
. His eyeballs were a little crossed up when he flew out. He duzint spend much time inna den ennie more when Dad's doin the warsh. Anniehow ~ seemz ta me that you, Cody*Girl, Mr. B-Kat and the SqueekRat had otta have a liddel *talk* widda OliveBoy and suggest there might be safety in numbers - and that you guyz got the numbers! Tell him he can bounce offa walls all he wants - jest keep the klawz and toofs offin all yer bods. Ask him iffin he'd like ta become a KatBurger
. Grrrrrr.
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