Well, don’t look at me. It was mama’s fault that I didn’t write for two days. My record was pretty good up to the point that mama forgot to write me a postcard from her trip to see her aunt. And since I have a forgiving nature, I’m going to share with you the cards that FINALLY came from mama and papa, even though they do not have MY picture on them (just look at those silly felines). They think that just because they send me a cute little old-timey post card that all will be well…
Think again, you two.
I do know that your aunt Bittie and her two beautiful anthro sisters (and one very handsome brother) were really glad to have you and papa show up and I KNOW you and papa were so happy to be there ($%#*!!*^), even if I was not along for the joy ride.
Still, families have to stick together, especially when they are spread out over the planet the way mine is, so maybe next time I’ll just stow away in that big bird and jump out and SURPRISE everyone right in the middle of their barbequed rib dinner!!!
Actually, I’m going to ask my kitty sitter if she could throw some sausage or ribs on the grill so that I can vicariously (love that word) BE with mama and papa deep in the heart of Texas.
I’ll tell you one thing—They both were so tickled to hang out with that lively clan who never seem to age or lose their humor or lack for hospitality. And mama just called to say she’s home and making pizza and she is SO, SO sorry that I’m not there to have my usual little tidbit of mozzarella on Sunday night and that because I’m not around, she’s just going to eat it herself!
WELL, THANKS ALOT, you two!!! See if I answer these postcards any time soon…
I changed my mind. Thought you two turkeys would enjoy this one, haha.
Oh, Loulou, we hope they bring you back something extra special since you’re missing all the fun they’re having, including the TX BBQs.
Maybe mama will tuck some of those ribs in with her tee-shirts and dresses….minus the sauce.
That’s an amazing postal service Loulou, a couple of days to get a postcard from another continent? WOW! It can take weeks for a letter posted in the UK to arrive at its destination a few miles away.
A few fang holes in the postcards should show your Mama and Papa how you feel dear
Luff
Mungo
Hey, I never thought of THAT. Heh, heh, teeth, get ready!