Liddle kitteh comz bak and mommee asks him what did god sayz ’bout all dis?

Kitteh says to mommee “God sez, “Yellona EYE thought is was at first, too!”

Plop bebeh kitteh in middle of bed, and proceed to hover in case hostilities broke out.

Booger walked up, sniffed, growled, and walked away; expected.
Lady walked up, sniff, and proceeded to ignore little tiny bebeh kitteh; expected.

Bunky & Dom walked up, sniffed… proceeded to pin down bebeh kitteh & tag-team groom her, head to toe. Kitteh toddled over by pillow. Bunky & Dom followed – they were most anxious not to let her out of their sight! They were the most solicitous adoptive maternal units I’ve ever seen.

But I lub me sum Sam Weller an Mr. Mikawbur an an Dik Swiveller.

Fanks 2 mah dad, teh buk collector, an Mrs. Kaylor, mah 2nd grayd teecher 4 gibben me “adult” buks! (Heh, funny how “adult” books has a different meaning to me now…)

Teh buk I red in hi skool I nebber liekd wuz Teh Skarlit Letter. I oughta go re-reed it.

But I kudn’t halp wunder, duz kitteh rilly forgit aftr tin minnits oar duz kitteh jus nawt giv a carp ennymoar?

BTW, I love all of the literary references here. It’s lovely to know that there are people out there who still read.

We wuz nerds.

When a noo kitteh sho up dat luk lyk an old kitteh, I cawl dem “teh apprentis”. One grey tabbeh dat visit owr yard from teh naybor’s howse is so speshul, she has 2 apprentises. Verree big paws to fill when she go to teh bridj.

(ok, I mayd mahself laff. Is goofie day tuday.)