meowers from missouri

one night last week inna wee hours, mommer gotted outta bed to wee (that's why they call 'em the wee hours, we guess). while she was occupied, she heard a lotta kitty-cussin' an' howlin' that din't sound familiar (like the noises us boys usually make while we're attemptin' to dismember each ofur). so she finished up an' follered her ears into the liffin' room, where she saw the door to xing's suite was OPEN!!!

alla us boys were in there, invitin' xing to come out an' play inna liffin' room (honest!), but she din't wanna an' was tellin' us so at the toppa her lungs--which, fur a six-pound cat, are pretty well developed. an' we haff NO idea where she learnt the werds she was usin'. so mommer invited us to make like the trees an' leaf, an' we did. she sat down an' talked to xingie fur a while, but xingie wasn't inna furry receptive mood, so mommer pushed the door shut an' hauled up two hefty chairs to block it, an' then went out the back door uv the suite an' tied the handle to the cxat tree (sxrry, the letter between "n" an' "p" has suddenly quit werkin') sx it wasn't xpenable either, an' went back tx bed. the next night, she had prxxf pxsitive xf just what happened!!

she was sure that was hxw the raid, errrrrr, visit had cxme abxut, but this clinched it. sx she asked daddy to (oh, look, "o" werks if you tap onnit twice!) fix it, an' now it looks like this:

we haf ackshully seen a moovey of a kitty opening THIS kind of knob, but we 'spect it'll take iggy a while to figger it out. after all, he' was here three or four years befur he figgered out the lever!!