Me tinks me got day rahtz….

Hav yoo seen teh current Met produkshun of”Goetterdaemmerung?” Ai saw it a couple of yeers ago with a wonderful Russhin soprano (whose nayme eggskapes mee at teh momen). She wuz slim and prettee. She wandered way to teh bak of the stage – lukkin over teh cliff – thinking gudbye to her werld – and tehn she turned and RAN down stage, leeping over a copple of roks and throwed herself into Wotan’s arms – her arms around hiz nek and her feet tucked up behind her liek a liddle gurl.

Wuz best ai have ever seen. Weeping in the audience did ensew! Wuz maed so cleer taht this wuz just Daddee and his liddle gurl.

Cuz if yoo doo,

Akshullee – mai beloved Florian used to maek soundz liek taht when teh stranjer cat wuz awn the deck outsied mai kitchun. *sniff* Ai still cannawt speek ov Florian wiffaut teerz soming to mai ayes.

I dunno eggsackly wut dis kitteh waz sayin, but it made mah goggie git offn teh cowch! Nao all mah kittehs is awake an nerviss.

I can has Nessun dorma?

*snorgle snorgle purr purr knead knead CHOMP*

Oh sry, dass wut mah kittehs do wen dey gets too happie. Here, I liks it nao. All bedder.

Wud abowt Trovatoray, de bebeh getz trwon in de fiyre!

But wut bout CheezPeeps! Dey gots Eyetalian and Chernman Oppra AND Shaykspeer cobberd!!

let meh herz u it

Kittehs are so dramatick!