30 September 2010

Whoa, People scared us VERY badly last week!

She emailed our foster-people that she was going to find us a new home because it would take so long to get us over the Scotland! I, Mozart was very-very-very mad and hurt and thought about running away when our foster-people opened the front door, but Gonzo said to wait and think about things.

People and Paul waited and thinked too, and we are trying again to get on a areoplane for Scotland. (Wot's a areoplane?)

I, Mozart, and little miss Gonzita are gonna have to have another round of stabby things (dammit) and a tracking chip put in us (I don't want another one of those things but if it gets us to Scotland, People, and Paul, OK.) Then we gotta have a bunch of white paper things written on, Green Papers and whatever they use for Green Papers in Scotland exchanged, then according to People, we will be stuffed into separate special areoplane travel crates and put on a areoplane to go to Scotland, People, and Paul.

People told us about all this before she left to get on her areoplane to go to Scotland and Paul. She said the special areoplane travel crates are different than the nice soft cozy travel crates she used to carry us to the V.E.T.-she said the special areoplane travel crates are bigger and made of hard plastic. Hmmm. She said the areoplane people wouldn't let me and Gonzita ride in the same special areoplane travel crates, either.

HMPH! I, Mozart do not like the idea of my little miss Gonzita being in a different special areoplane travel crate without me, Mozart. People said her areoplane trip would take at least 22 hours. I, Mozart do not like to think about being apart from my little Gonzita for that long, she might be scared.

HMPH! I, Mozart, do not like special areoplane travel crates.

I sneaked into the foster-people's email and emailed all of this to People, who emailed back:

My Darling, Darling Mozart!

I am so sorry for scaring you and Little Miss Gonzita, I only did it because I thought it would be better for you and her. But Paul could tell how unhappy I was, and then I had a terrible dream that you and Gonzo ran away and had terrible adventures Outside!

So we decided to find a way somehow to make it work for you and Gonzo to come to Scotland, we are trying very hard to get you two here as soon as we possibly can!

Be a good Mozart for Sami, your foster-people, PLEASE!! Do not run away to Outside, or let Gonzo run away to Outside, and hopefully very soon you will be immigrant Moggies (that's what cats are called in Scotland).

I love you, my Ginger Boy, and Gonzo, too!


PS-does Sami know you can hack her email??!!