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Mom is typing this for me, because I can't. I'm all paws.
I just wanted to take a moment and send Merry Christmas wishes to all the MIP family of animals out there. May Santa Paws be extra good to you. Hope you get all the goodies you asked for.
Always remember how good we have been for our families. We provide them with unconditional love. We lower their blood pressure (except when I bring home a frog to Mom ). We're a source of heat. We give them serenity (well most of the time). We comfort them when they are sick. There was a reason our ancestors were at the manager.
Have a wonderful holiday season. Merry Christmas!
Love,
Pipers Kitty aka Piper Claus
P.S. Mom has spent the past 2 days making dog cookies - what's wrong with this picture?
Merry Christmas!
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It's your life. Take no prisoners. You will have it your way.
Glad to meet ya fellow feline . My name is Junior and my mom is typing for me also. Every now and then I try and type for her but it doesn't always work out as planned. I messed up one of her college assignments once and I was from the keyboard . Most of the time I am an angel
Wishing you and your Mom a very Merry Christmas also. About the dog cookie thing, I don't even know what to say about that. Poor Pipers.
Merry Christmas,
lilms's Junior boy
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Two things: 1. Recovery is a process, not an event.....and.... 2. You only get to go around once. Leave em laughing and make it worth your while
Well Piper, dis am Baby wat am Mom's Boston Terrier hoo am 13 yeers ole dis yeer. We am habeen a gud time at owr howse dis seezin an we witch alla owr MIP frens a happy Crissymoose. lubs frum Baby hoo doan spell 2 gud but amma lubly girl. I no dat cawse Dad sez so. Mine brovver Rusty hoo amma Jack Russle witches eberhooman an aminle a happy Noo Yeer.
What was that all about????? I didn't know she could type.... Diva
-- Edited by Diva at 15:51, 2006-12-22
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"Speak your truth quietly and clearly..." Desiderata
My name is Bugg O'Sullivan <<< picture over there. Sully to all my friends out there.
I don't want my Momma to know i can type and read her mail but it is an emergency ... HELP I overheard her talking about a big red Santa suit she bought for me to wear. I might not have minded those goofy reindeer ears since i look like one anyway BUT A WHOLE SUIT? If anyone can save me from this humiliating ordeal PLEASE HELP NOW. Oh here she comes ... with a pillow .... geezzzzz what is the pillow for???
Norbert here. I am speaking for myself and Oreo and Midori my two "brothers". We all wish you a purrrrrfectly wonderful Christmas too.
Bugg! I feel your pain! I could suggest some retaliatory techniques you might use later to get even. If you are interested pm me, as I dont want "them" privy to my secret methods..he he he.
We critters have to stick together!
Well I have to go, I think I just heard the food provider drive up and I need to get out there before the other two eat everything!!!!!
Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!! filled with all the kibble and bits your souls desire!!!
Norbie/Oreo/Midori
ps. thats Oreo and I on the left and our little bro Midori on the right, so far we have been able to avoid our human's attempts to capture us all 3 in a picture at one time! he he he.
Santa was getting all ready for the big day, when he noticed some guy in a suit walking around the sleigh. "Ho, Ho, Ho, what can I do for ya, my friend" The man replied, "Oh, hello Mr. Claus. I'm Mr. Joe Bangles from the FAA and I'm here to give your operation an evaluation."
So Joe is checking out the sleigh, checking off items on his notepad. Checking the payload weight and the air worthiness. And after a bit, he tells Santa, "okay, give me a few minutes and we'll take for a spin and complete the flight portion of the checkride."
Santa gets into the sleigh pretty confident, after all, he's been doing this for a loooong, long time. But then his smile faded, as Joe hopped up into the seat with a wry smile and a 12 gauge in hand.
"What in the world are doing with THAT?!!" Santa exclaims.
"Well" Joe whispers, "I'm not supposed to give you any fore-warning, but you're gonna lose an engine on take-off!"
with love
cj
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time to stop going to the hardware store to buy bread.
Well, we couldn't read all your lovely posts without posting ours...
We are Callie, Simon, and Sassy. We are the loving, snuggling, purring feline companions of Lmt123. She doesn't even know we can read and type, so this is a lot of fun. We sure hope we don't get busted and that Santa Paws doesn't put us on his naughty list!! ......prrrrrrrrrrrr......
We love Christmas-time, especially when Mom puts up the Christmas tree. Climbing the artificial branches is always a challenge, especially for me, Simon, because I weigh the most of us three...nearly 18 lbs! But she did find me laying across a couple of branches at the bottom of the tree just a few days ago! Teeeheeee!! And she still can't figure out how I removed one of the lower branches!
When mom wraps presents, we try to help her, but she gets flabbergasted because we end up tearing the wrapping paper! We can't understand why she doesn't see the fun in that...
Of all of us, it's me (Callie) who loves to chat with you all with my mom each nite that she is online. Sometimes Sassy sits above us on the file cabinet watching us chat.
We would love to post a picture of us for you all to see, but until we can figure out how to do that, well, you'll just have to take our word for it that we are the best looking children you've ever seen!
Anyway, we hear her coming, so we had better skidaddle out of here! Merry Christmas to all and Happy New Year too!!!
Love,
Callie (Sissy), Simon (Simey), and Sassy (Sasafrass)
). We're a source of heat. We give them serenity (well most of the time). We comfort them when they are sick. There was a reason our ancestors were at the manager. 
. My name is Junior and my mom is typing for me also. Every now and then I try and type for her but it doesn't always work out as planned.
I messed up one of her college assignments once and I was 
from the keyboard 
. Most of the time I am an angel 
I don't even know what to say about that. Poor Pipers.
