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Hi, How r u. I'm writing this from your new site. Wow! This is great! Now we can throw barn dances. But I think your Mom pulled a fast one. She named it Helen's Place intead of Spooky's!
Love your new site... neat idea! Sorry I took so long logging on, but my human isn't too cyberswift... ya know what I mean!!! Anyway, your human Helen has a problem too. She thought that I was the one you'd tell your troubles to..Dear Abby! Can you beat that!! I suggest we get them both out of the picture.
Actually I'm very classy & cocky... er, cocker, that is. Do you know I'm the same size as you? I too, sport a gorgeous black coat, a white bib, & have huge brown paws (must admit though, it makes typing a drag). Most people think I'm wearing a tux... but I'm a girl dog. You'd love me, Spook, 'cause I love cats.
I have two cat cousins in Comox & even let them share my comfy! One more thing... here's a hot tip for you! I can manipulate humans by sitting right in front of them & giving them the old eyeball stare. They'll finally get up & give you their chair & maybe even a cookie to boot. Just don't bat an eyelash!
Let me know how goes it!
Abigail (my friends call me Abby)
(I'm forced to talk in the Norwegian cats' tongue. Our hunter education does not include foreign languages.)
Last night we had a jam session in our local blues band, "Remjekattane". At that event I caught a cold and my voice may sound a bit rusty. My housefather, Enok, just brought me som lukewarm milk and I feel a bit better. I'm fit for a dialogue with you, nice lady.
Hrrrrmmmmmmm. Wanna dance, Spooky? Look, the steps are like this:
ona...hrrr...twua hurrr.... threea burrr and then turn around and run lik an greased lightning....
Mons (strongest and most famous in Western Norway)
Gee, Spooky, wanna have breakfast together? Did I ever tell ya I really think you're one hell of a tiger? And ooooo you're just so sexy when you purr like that, I could, I could...
Oh, I'm sorry, Spook. I know you've got a pretty powerful courtship going on with, um, what's his name? Patooee?
Oh ho hum. I guess it's all true what they say about me after all -- I'm just a
Well I still like ya, Spook, but I am what I am, so don't hound me for it. I guess we can just be friends, can't we? Isn't that still a pawsibility? Tell ya what. We don't want anyone barkin' up the wrong tree, so let's just say that you scratch my fleas and I'll scratch yours.
BFN (bark for now)
Well, I never thought I'd say this! I thought I'd always be glad to have our human all to myself. But you know what, Spooky? I miss you! We used to have a lot of fun chasing each other up and down the stairs. Remember the time you couldn't walk for a week after one of our races? I try to get our human to chase me but it's not the same.
Love from your mother,