This a Lettr in a Tin Can to Granpa

Hallo to my readrz, speshially Grandpa.

Last week started out great wift Mom celerbratytin havin dopted me eithg (8) years ago from Angell Memorial Hopsital. Eevn wift "Freeda" whu is livin wift us now bein all nosy an not lettin ME be nosy in return, stuffs has been perty gud.

But then Mom took me on a Trip, an tho it was not quite as longerer a trip as the last couple times, it was endless!!! And noises. And Trucks, and stuffs liek that: no funz!!!

But we has doenz this befores, and I allus gets a Medal fer Gallantree in the Fays of Shots! This time it shaped like a kittee!

But they seds I hads to go bak an get mai teefs cleened. And then when we wen bak and they puts me to shleep, they tukt TOO of MAI TEEFTS!!! An admitterly, they were the teefts that were hurtin me, but still!!!

And now they are squirtin icky stuffs down my throat, an it not the peeples at the vets orfice but my ONW MOM and also Marion, who is Freeda's Mom.

You gotsta talks to them an tell em to shtops! I bet this never happens to YOU!

LOv,

MUSASHI

Mai Trommatic Week

Musashi Sez:

Wull this has been a egsyting week an no mistake. On Mondae, Mom an me were going to go out fer “a ride” wift Mom’s frend Erbecca. But almost as soon as we got inside Erbecca’s shiny silver car, it ran awae wift us, taykin us in all sorts of circles so that we wudn’t figger out where we were goin, seein as it was the Rhetorical Terrorist Bureau whut had picked us up.

We wentid in plenty of circles (Cuz kitteez are known fer their ability to find their way hom, but hoomin peeples are SO not, specially not Mom) so that we wud not be able to figger out where the RTBs were.

Wull, anywae, they tortchurred me (by pokin and proddin) and  they must have fed mom Lettuce or (gyak) Spinnitch (if yu kin imagine such horrerz). But we toldid them nothing important. Mom tolded them our names, ranks, an cereal numbers, but that wuz it.  They even gived me whut they call a “mani-pedi” but I not give in!!!

Eventually we finded our way back home, which is veree coneveenyent, given that tomorrow is my Doption Day!!!

Mai Kittee Trahmr/How Thinz Egsplodid Then

Musashi Sez:

So the rescyoo mishun wuz ackomplisht, although I had to go hom in the middul to has mai anyual vizit to the vet. I lik the vet. Her offis has lotsa innersting smells. I eevn lay on the flor an cleend my pawz fer awhile, which surprizd the vet. She sed that kitteez don’t do that mutch, but I am a totallee nonchalant kittee, in the offis at leest. Not the trayn. I NOT lik the trayn. Not not not! It is noizee an trahmattik.

Aneewae, by the tim I gots bak to Nabraska, we hads the Hare Krishna compound suroundid. We put on our ninjr soots an grabbed ou flowr bookays fer camoflage an went in armd fer bunnee.

Our leedr wuz a straynj littul bald gy wift a speech impidimint. Wen the Hare Krishnas saw our amayzin flowrz, they all stoppd whut they wuz doin an caym ovr to sniff. I grabbd my gy an putted him in a full Mason-Dixon, an he kickd lik a kangaroo. I din’t see mutch of whut wuz happinin wift the other ninjr SWAT gyz cuz it wus all I cud do not to let him get awae or, possibutl, disembowl me.

The writr bunneez wuz so graytful to us fer halpin lberayt them, they offerd me a gest star spot on their spy bog, but I sed I’d hav to nap fer a monft or 2 before I cud eevn think about it. Turnz out them akshun mooveez is mutch hardr werk than they looks.

I Dezerv a Medul, Agen

Musashi Sez:

Wull, it’s Augrst, an so I went to the vet agen. Mos peeples (whu isn’t me or mai mom) go on vacayshun in Augrst. Me, I has to go to the vet. Huh.

Now, heer the reellee stoopid part. The las 2 yeerz, wen I went to the vet, they givd me shots, which not hurt mutch, an then they givd me a shinee medul. This tim, they stuk me an mayd me go to sleep an messd wift mai teeft an gumz, an wok me up feelin yukkee. But does I get givd a medul fer this? No! What kinda sens is that?

Huh.

An we’r talking about dentul stuff heer. Eevin hoomin peeplez, who is larjlee big an not scayrd of truks an loud noiziz, is scayrd of dentists. Somtimz wen hoominz go to the dentist, they get givd a bloon. Admitlee, this not so gud as a medul, but it also pertee cool.

So how com I not get a bloon?