They’ll never find me here.
These guys will probably be on the ship…oh, boy…
Well, here we go and papa has promised smooth sailing, but you never can trust these anthros because they tend to think all kitties LOVE to travel, especially on the sea (!), and that just putting a few drops between their ears will sooth the savage beast that resides within every kitty made to GET IN A CAR or IN A PORTABLE APARTMENT and sail away overnight until FINALLY getting into a place the kitty KNOWS and has a good COMFORT LEVEL and get to EAT AGAIN (since the kitty has been starved for reasons only anthros understand–I certainly don’t) and has a place to sleep, FINALLY, under a nice familiar bed where SHE is going to have to reside for a few weeks, thanks to tiny anthros who INSIST ON HOLIDAYS WITH THEIR NONNA FINTA AND GRANPAP!
Is this fair, I ask you?
Just because I actually do travel fairly well (especially with the magic drugs in my system, haha–holistic, I might add, not REAL drugs, only herbal), THEY think I am just fine tucked into the back seat for two hours and then carried on a HUMONGOUS whatever it is that has steam coming out of its two giant nostrils and all sorts of adolescent anthros running around on what are called the decks, some of whom even have DOGGIES with them.
Oh, quel horreur.
Just let’s get this over with and land, okay? I am far too good-natured and am going to have to think up something for retribution this time.
Maybe disappear (as I am very good at doing) for several hours and just listen to their plaintive calls, “LOULOU, LOULOU” until they are so wracked with worry and think maybe I have toppled out a window or something (they are all closed, who knows why they think that?) that their nicely planned evening with family is totally ruined and they are actually thinking of calling it off because of my disappearance. Just as they are making a Xerox copy of my little sweet face to put up in the local post office, VOILA’!!!
There I AM, and they are so, so glad that I am NOT reprimanded but given instead a whole roast duck to play with on the carpet. Okay, only two thighs…
In my dreams…
Let’s just get there and get this over with.
Ih Your dreams LouLou? Are you sayin’ you didn’t get any of dat nommy lookin’ duck? Raena and me luv duck, and dat looks might fine. ‘Course we also like to travel. But we’ve never been on a boat befur. Dat might be fun. We think you are one very lucky kitty to be sure. We’re sendin’ purrayers fur safe travels.
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
Let me tell you two: BOATS DON’T CUT IT. STAY ON DRY LAND! It is over and I am beat!
Sending you love and wishes for peace, Loulou. We have faith that you’ll be able to use your feline wiles to get what you want (other than out of going on the trip anyway) 🙂
Momma kat and your bear cat, you are so kind to send wishes for peace. Me, too!!! I did have to go on the trip but I am at the other place and HAPPY to be NOT ON WATER!!!
Well, Loulou, while you are traveling, I am without the internet at home, so if you do not hear from me, do not worry yet ! However, I am sending you a poem of some small encouragement – a verse from “Isabel” – I believe by Mr Edward Lear
Isabel met an enormous bear.
Isabel, Isabel, didn’t care.
The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous !
The bear’s big mouth was cruel and cavernous.
The bear said “Isabel ! Glad to meetcha !
How do, Isabel ! Now I’ll eat ya !
Isabel, Isabel didn’t worry.
Isabel didn’t scream or scurry.
She washed her hands and she straightened her hair up
And Isabel calmly ate the bear up !”
So we are carrying on from your native land !
Love,
Mr Lear was always one of mama’s favorites and still is. What a talent! Thank you for the lovely poem and now send it on to the White House, thank you.
You diabolical kitty – you are teaching me SO much about anthro-control – :))). It’s not fun? Looks like one of those cruise ships people pay a fortune to travel on. Then they all get norovirus and hangovers and heaven knows what else. But lucky you – you’re probably home by now and being pampered.
“THEY” are going to put me in the car on Saturday for a 5 hour drive to Port Vendres and they think I don’t know. I see those bags stacking up, little by little in the hall. I have to think of some way to make them feel GUILT. Or at least some degree of misery. Help me out here, Loulou………….
Just disappear when they are ready to go. That’s the best trick around…
Safe travel for all of you, Loulou. Like your title.
WE ARE HERE!!! And I am happy as a clam, whatever that means. SOOOOO happy I jumped on both of THEM at 5am to show my pleasure.
Loulou, we have to say that it’s better than staying home alone. Have a safe trip! XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
NEVER. I have the Kitty Whisperer but not on long rips. Make that, trips.
Wait…they’re leaving again??
They leave with me twice or three times a year, but I GO, TOO.
Poor LouLou. I hope you have safe travels and get rewarded with lots of good yummy foods.XO
Well, since I threw up everything on the Woo Woo Monster, I did need some sustenance here and GOT IT!
You are so cute, LouLou,even if I can’t sea-ya…MOL 😀 Double Pawkiss 🙂 <3
Oh, that was very good! You are so sharp you angel.