Ones Lones Hons
Thees iz D’Artagnan-cat the one theyz callz Evilsss (it’s a lie. I iz a good, beautiful boi and full of zee meanings.)
Mommy da writer, she who privides fud haz been
kid catnapped Not by D. Cat, of course but by Nympha Nyp Nepharious teh evuls foreig oth er… outzide interests.
This post iz late becauz I has to lurn to typetytipe like da mum.
Thees evul fore– outsi– probably dougs interests want da tuna and ffity tousand unmarked catnip meeces. If notz they wont let mum writ in this typetytypethingy.
I want a cheezburger.
Oh, and Havlock wantz a cheezburger becaus he thinks thas how cats talk. He’s
retar— stup— not all the— develupmentelee deesabld.
Wheeesh is whi he don’t remembur what
we dougs agreed on 4 ransum.
Soes send catnip meece or the riter will nevu get neer typety aggin.
D’Artagnan cat, aka butterpat, aka bah lamb, aka cow cat, aka notorious IBL (inappropriate licking boi — it’s a lie!) Aka slinky McEvil (it’s a lie! Put about by dougs and my emenies!)
PS- This is Havelock-cat. He is slow an’ stuff like 12 weaks ol kitteh