Somehow my cats become uber-talented when they stay with my parents. Either Grandma inspires them or the fresh Michigan air brings out their bright sides. Whichever it is, I got an email from my Siamese this morning....
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Mom,
When are U comming bac to grandpa and grandma's house? Tia is embarrrraaassing me. I hear things R a little roug where u're, at but things R worrs here.
Tia and I decided2 take a nap on sofa and all thhe sudden that biggger girl (I think her name is Cinder) let out a screech. I just got offff the sofa & went 2 your room and hid. Tia hissed at that girl & then startted to run at herr hissssing and grandma and grandpa thought she wa going 2 bite Cinder. Grandma gave Tia a time out and I'm glad. Shhhe deserved it. I, onn the other hand, hav been the perrrrrrfect house guest.
Maybee u could write tooo Tia and tell her hat you're putting her in a report like you'''re doing to tha "kid" where u r at this week.
Your most affectionate and lovable cat,
Mr G
PS Please exuse my typ ing. U know how MY paaaws are toooo big for the keys and I M drooping litter all over it.
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