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Originally posted by Miss_Molly:

I wept when I saw what Bessie had written. The idea that she might feel it necessary to hide the wonderful Fearless from me breaks my heart. I look at that dear feline shipmate's photo on my bulletin board every day, and am always cheered by her presence.

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Originally posted by Chorister:
Silly boy! What you saw Miss Molly eating was a Kit Kat! A different taste entirely, I assure you.......

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Reports of my ingestion have been greatly exaggerated.

But just the same I might spend the night at your place, Bessie, if that's OK. Just in case, you know. And perhaps we should invite jedijudy over?

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Originally posted by Saint Sebastian:
I reiterate again that it was the Evil Coworker who spread those terrible lies and not my saintly self. So really, you needn't resort to name calling, Duchess.

You big doo-doo head.

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Um, that's YOUR GRACE, when adressing me, cat-meat-spread!.I mean St. Seb.

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"Weal pie," said Mr. Weller, soliloquising, as he arranged the eatables on the grass. "Wery good thing is weal pie, when you know the lady as made it, and is quite sure it an't kittens; and arter all though, where's the odds, when they're so like weal that the wery piemen themselves don't know the difference?"

"Don't they, Sam?" said Mr. Pickwick.

"Not they, sir," replied Mr. Weller, touching his hat. "I lodged in the same house vith a pieman once, sir, and a wery nice man he was--reg'lar clever chap, too--make pies out o' anything, he could. `What a number o' cats you keep, Mr. Brooks,' says I, when I'd got intimate with him. `Ah,' says he, `I do--a good many,' says he. `You must be wery fond o' cats,' says I. `Other people is,' says he, a winkin' at me; `they an't in season till the winter though,' says he. `Not in season!' says I. `No,' says he, `fruits is in, cats is out.' `Why, what do you mean?' says I. `Mean?' says he. `That I'll never be a party to the combination o' the butchers, to keep up the prices o' meat,' says he. `Mr. Weller,' says he, a squeezing my hand wery hard, and vispering in my ear--`don't mention this here agin--but it's the seasonin' as does it. They're all made o' them noble animals,' says he, a pointin' to a wery nice little tabby kitten, `and I seasons 'em for beef-steak, weal, or kidney,' cordin' to the demand. And more than that,' says he, `I can make a weal a beef-steak, or a beef- steak a kidney, or any one on 'em a mutton, at a minute's notice, just as the market changes, and appetites wary!'"

"He must have been a very ingenious young man, that, Sam," said Mr. Pickwick, with a slight shudder.

"Just was, sir," replied Mr. Weller, continuing his occupation of emptying the basket, "and the pies was beautiful. Tongue; well that's a wery good thing when it an't a woman's. Bread--knuckle o' ham, reg'lar picter--cold beef in slices, wery good. What's in them stone jars, young touch-and-go?"

"Beer in this one," replied the boy, taking from his shoulder a couple of large stone bottles, fastened together by a leathern strap--"cold punch in t'other."

"And a wery good notion of a lunch it is, take it altogether," said Mr. Weller, surveying his arrangements of the repast with great satisfaction. "Now, gen'l'm'n, `fall on,' as the English said to the French when they fixed bagginets."

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Originally posted by Miss_Molly:
*shaking her head in sorrow*

Reverend and dearest Sir, it is a tenet of faith that only God can be the Maker. Even the cloned animals which have appeared recently are at best, only rearrangements of what the Lord made.

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Originally posted by Campbellite:
Gnaedige Fraulein Molly,

While amused by the OP's suggestion that you were a secret member of the "Kitty Culinary Cult", I have never suggested such myself. I have simply offered my services as a means of sharing with you an alternative view of the Spawn of Satan (tm).

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Oi!

Lay off my poor little kitty!

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Originally posted by Miss_Molly:
*shaking her head in sorrow*

Reverend and dearest Sir, it is a tenet of faith that only God can be the Maker. Even the cloned animals which have appeared recently are at best, only rearrangements of what the Lord made.

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Originally posted by Miss_Molly:
*shaking her head in sorrow*

Reverend and dearest Sir, it is a tenet of faith that only God can be the Maker. Even the cloned animals which have appeared recently are at best, only rearrangements of what the Lord made.

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Then I suppose we must concluded that cats are evidence that even the Almighty can have a bad day.

He made garden slugs, too. but you don't see anyone getting all mushy over them.

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Originally posted by Not Saint Sebastian:
And I haven't finished the kittie curry caserole!

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