Am teh better nao.

I has had ADD and may Hubby Dos has teh ADHD… and mai kiddies, teh is teh
veeerrry actif

He *is* a handsome boy and thanks you all for the compliments.

You have maed mee laff – Tigger – what duz he do that he has no redemmeing feechurs whatever???

Someone wunz asked my niece Dana what good her kittehz were – she replied “They amews mee, and taht’s there job and they doo it verree well.”

But – yoo has had ADD too? We just had a beeg discushun about taht a wile bak – becuz it seems to mee taht uncommonlee menee peepl heer has it.

Wuz moast enlitening fur me, ai must say.

Ai must say, teh reering up awn the hindlegs iz in ene event nawt so eesy! Tho iz a liddle eezier wif taht rumpy bumpy up in teh air furst! giggloz! Ai can juuuussst barelee do it! Nawt shur ai wud reelee care fur an audience, tho.

Thanks tho, JCH4K

Oh, Salleh!! U shud hab SEEN meh….it was sooooo scareeh!! I had too drive up too Pollock Pines several times…rite up to the Sly Park exit (war u HAD too put on chains) in mah tinee littul Honda Civic.

First trip, a tree cubbured I- 50 an wee all had too wait….last trip I srsly thot I wud die in teh snow. SO scarrreee…dere was rain…den suddenlee snow ebburywere and all over road and it wus slippurree and gettin dark FAST…I cud write all day but I furgot abowt Caturday and I got onlee 20 minutes too go check it out befoar work!!

Tanks fur thinkin ub me!

dis cood getz teh cunfusin……pittue iz frum yesterday, frum me todai….cause todai iz teh Caturdai

THE KITTEE STRIP TEEZE DANSE!!

Everbuddee awn the floar, Nao. .

*(from meatloaf pusition) frunt pawz out…and suh-low-wlee streccch…

*rumpy, bumpy: up in da air…and…slowwlee…streccch…

*NOW… ON HIND LEGGS

*Rips! Rips!* (use purrtend swetter) swetter in shreds! pointy ends drop swetter shreddy stringies to the grownd!…

Ta DAAAAH! Prowdlee reveeled in awl herz(hiz) floofitee fluffy gloreee!! the loverlee (hansum) ..the vishuss…teh fem (oar male) fey-towl…Chococat (oar mebbe a beeg oranj cat (gremlin), or ????

http://www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mister_Rogers‘_Neighborhood

momcat

Sea Fever

I must go down to the seas again,
to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship
and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song
and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face
and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again,
for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call
that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume,
and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again
to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way
where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn
from a laughing fellow rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream
when the long trick’s over.

— John Masefield

momcat

for dis, I steel ur breffs wile U sleeps

a boat i had
but w/o sails
just ors 4 pullin on
the land was far bhind me
and all the goggies- gone

da fishies and da octapie
and dolfins, grey and white
all day went swimming by me
and far into da nite

the moon did shine upon their scales
all silver in the lite
as in my boat they landed
a beyootiful, beyootiful sight

and as the mornin sun arose
all orange and pink the sky
my breakfast was b4 me
wth no cans or bags to buy!

sigh.

movin rite along………………..

I mizz hims.

Mah daddeh is also a Mr. Rogers, an wun dai a littel kid moved into r nayberhood an was varry impressed to meet him. Kid tole his momma, “Mr. Rogers is real! An he lives on our street! An he drives a big blue car!”

Query: Was she original speaker of lolspeak?

I be kitteh’s naybir tho’. An luv him(her) lots.