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| Yo Dad Whut Yoo Doin Anyhoo? Timmy and Einstein want me to be typist fur visiting the Cat Scouts Hello Kitty Dinner. Tonight is a French Picnic |
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| Dood, yoo gotta git wit da programz And what is the program Buddy? |
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| Comin ova herez an givvin Buddy Budd hiz Hed Scritcherz But this is only one night out of seven Eggzactlee! One iz missin! How about we do both? Bof? Wel ah guessin so'z |
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| Dad's Dad fought in the Pacific in WWII. Mom kept the home fires burning. |
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| Dad thinks often of his sister who was born during that time |
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| Visit The Cat on My Head to see all our friends Selfies! |
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| Hello Cats, Kittens and Pawrents, Handsome Toby here. |
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| Hold on Babba-Louie! I smell Miss Fitz! *Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiffie* |
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| I needed that Scent Fix and Wow is that some strong stuff. I am fully re-charged To thinkin of Loooove that is. *Sigh* |
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| Anymeow we are just getting over our jumpovers from Fitz's Birthday Pawty. That's when there is so much Nip in the air that we jump over anything near. Seems we lost Wednesday MOL Back to normal and see you Fur Sunday Selfies |
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| Love my Nippy! Love my Nippy! Love my Nippy Ceeeegaaaarrrrr! |
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| It's soooo good. It's soooo nice. It's soooo Nippppyyyyy! |
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| *Snuffle, Snorgle, Whiffie, Whuffie* |
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| I look upon you with my heart pounding. My brain wanting to play exploding. My Nippy, Nippy Ceegar! |
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| *Hug, Huggy-Hug-Hug* |
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| I just don't Git. It! Do You? |
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| Ah da Mister uf Cereemoany fur diz gig. Evfurry onez sayd it nowz. Happee Birfdaze Fitzer! Happy Birthday my dear sweet lady Happy Birthday Fitz Have a great day sisfur When can we eat the cake? Rumperz yoo betta git wit da programing Oh, alright. Happy Birthday |
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| Furzt we got-us Appeteezerz Dey Gud, Gud, Gud |
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| Ower Gal wantz Beeer. She git Beeer! |
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| We got-us Beefz. Yessir |
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| Anna bigger ol Chick-Chick Ah gonna eet-em-upz! |
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| Goodest older Mr Buttonz coming ta Buddy in mah dreamies. He sayed ello ta uz all an frum Kali tooz |
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| *Click* Thanks fur coming Friends! Alright I am Starved. Break out my Filet |
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| Hi Fitz Fanz. Today we are training a difficult Scratcher |
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| But you gave me a working over already today No back talk! |
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| What's that Tailio? Give him a break |
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| Well, it's against my better judgement but... Whew |
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| How dare you "Whew" ME! *Scratch-Scratch-Scratch* |
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| Did you learn anything today? Be quiet? |
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| Another successful class. Take five Scratcher Next is the side claw technique. (not a peep) |
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| Hey Timmy! Yo Rumpy what's up? Let me tell ya this Mumbles, grumbles, bizz, bizit bizat and dat too |
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| Oh. My. Cat. Toby, I'm Shocked! He has gone too far this time This time... he goes too far every time |
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| I need Dad to wash my ears out I think he will pass and finish his tea |
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| Buddy did you hear what Rumpy said? No'z an ah doan wanna! Mah eerz jus finer da way dey iz. |
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| It really is nice to be recognized by my family as the Top Cat around here |
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| Can you imagine they gave me this fine box! Timmy meowed: "Rumpy you stay in that box." Toby joined in meowing: "Yes, All Day." Fitz gave a little mew: "Don't come out!" Buddy grumped: "Yoo b stayin inz dere, Har, Har, Har." |
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| Isn't that very nice of them, Einstein, my protege Er, Um, just stay in the box today. Give us a brea... What was that Grasshopper? Oh... nothing Am I missing something? |
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| Thanks Dad |
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| Rumpy lets play somewhere else. Miss Fitz is napping No worries Grasshopper. She is dead to the world *Grab, Wrestle* *Push Away* Stop! Lets move so we don't... |
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| I can Seeeee you! *Gulp* Sorry. We were just moving on |
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| Make sure you do! *Cover Eyes* It sure helps to have a Reputation, MOL |
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| Hi Frenz. Mah postie iz dedi-cat-ed too mah bezt gal uf all everz! Mah veree own White Ghostie Angel Kali. She gettin a houze all set uppy fur when ah joinin her. We doant no when dat iz but... Ah knowin she waitin so dat no worree me'z |
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| Ah makin ya a cardee mah sweetz lov Ah missy mah gal Da one onda topz iz mah Luvin Heart Fur Yoo! |
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| Ah axed Dad ta makin a nicer cake lak las yearz. Havva slicer and remember Kali wit me |
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| An den we havva drink and singin da songz uf lov inta da night! Einsteiner gonna console sisfur Shoko He a gud gud gud brofur |
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| Somebody has been sleeping in my bed |
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| *Whiffie, Whiiiifffee* |
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| My Whiffies says it was that Terroristic Tabby Miss Fitz the Fierce |
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| Well... I guess it will be alright to swap a little. We boys get an hour or two and she gets the rest of the day. *Sigh* |
