De Sski Iz Fawlinn, Purrrr

I no liik itt wen de ski fawls. De hans an de footers git all drippy and duin a doof iz a tuff ting owt dere. Meow iz in de rume wit my fude bowel an I haff 2 repurrt day dey not duin a gud jobb o kepein it prpurrly mownded jus lik I sed a wile bak. An de bigg kat hu-mans wownt leht meoww go owt so I haff to snook bi wen I kann. Dey are stoopid dow caws dei go owtsiid dem seffs to du sumptin and den iz mi chans. I fli bi dem liek dey stannin stil. But de Mum-Kat liks it wen I lai down in de krib hurr bilt for me ness 2 hur catputer. Den she rubs meow, purrrr. Butt sumtimes hur putt de Gupe in meow see-urs caws dey get de doof in dem sumtiims from de burdz. De Gupe duz wurkd dowe. So iz laain heer wit mi kats doin whaat we kats do bess, nowthin. Bi forr now kats an de kittens. Dis iz yu fren an qwaintants da Fur.
Purrrr
Fur