

Hello again gentle readers! How I love the written word . . . as you humans seem to misunderstand my cat tongue. What you may hear as a simple meow, is actually a complex combination of a stream of utterances, apparently elusive to the human ear. This morning, I had the joy of performing a cat opera, entitled, "The humans are gone and my fortress is mine!" Where, prey-tell, have they gone? In my extreme benevolence, I have sent them to Hawaii. What use do I have of such a trip? Absolutely none, the sun and humidity are not my scene. And salt water does absolutely nothing for my complexion! As I happened to check my e-mail this morning, I can report that the trip is sufficiently satisfactory to my humanoid clan. The mila monster performed superbly on her first trip across our american subcontinent. Yesterday she had a meal of carrots and attempted to drink from a coke can, and a glass of water. She is quite fond of bathing in the glorious shade of a beach umbrella. Gentle readers, I fear I have exhausted my poor paws with this keyboard, although I am extremely dexterous, i fear keyboards were not meant for kitty paws. I bid you adieu until the morrow.








