Dear Hobbes, I am so sorry I haven't written. My life has been so busy that this is the first time I've had a chance to get to the puter and type something out after the slave has gone to bed. Can you believe that she stays up past my bedtime most nights? I think that this is most inconsiderate of her. I don't get to surf the web as much any more. Harumph. To add insult to injury you will never believe what she did to me. My own meowmy! She brought a fluffly black introoder boy kitty into my house. He gave us sneezes. He eats our food. He sleeps in my sunbeam. He cuddles in my meowmie's lap. This introoder boy kitty is not welcome here. I tell him and tell him. I follow him around the house and tell him over and over again. He doesn't listen. Every morning I wake up and get breakfast and there is that little stupid black ball of fluff. Harumph And now Lucy is playing and sleeping with that introoder boy kitty. I can't believe it. I think that the only other being in this house that agrees with me is Shinobu. That is too ironic. And her opinion is that the introoder boy kitty is OK as long as he doesn't pounce on her tail. Harumph The only thing I have to sustain me is your picture that my meomie gave me. I sleep with it under my cushion. I know that you would get rid of that introoder boy kitty for me if you were here. You would kick his furry little introoder boy kitty butt right out the door. I hope you are well and I have to go. That introoder boy kitty is playing with my furry mouse and I have to get it back. Forever yours. Dorrie

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December 16, 2001