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Saturday, 7 March 2009
George's 3rd Strand (2009), Day Number 7
Now Playing: State Right: Noo Inkland

Hey! I'm waving to alla our Noo Inkland Cousins at Furkids Flats!

Wow! You know, Alla Us Togedder have never been to Noo Inkland, but just last nite Maman was talking aboud that place while she, Dadda and Phil were all inna Dining Room, Having Dinner.

Mebbe I shuld hextplain that the Dining Room is not far away frumma Kitchen, which issa room next toda BunRoom, and almost every single night, Maman, Dadda and Phil all pull uppa chairs around the big table inna Dining Room and eat food there. It's like habbin' crocks, just all in one place, around a table. Dadda calls it "Tea" and Maman and Phil call it "Dinner", although sumtimes when he's piling it innu plates, Phil just shouts out "FOOD!", so mebbe that's Whut It's Called. And mostly, Maman cooks alla food, but sumtimes it's Dadda or Phil that cooks, and then again, once inna while, the doorbell rings, da Dawg goes nutz and then a pizza turns up, so you just nebber know hextcept whutebber it is, the Three of Them sit around the table and eat Togedder like inna Warren.

Which makes them a liddle bit like Alla Us Togedder. 

But eating a cooked meal alla'round a table issa hoomin fing, although da Dawg says it can become a dawg-fing if He Gets Lucky and sumbunny leaves sumfing on their plates. Dadda says that iffa Dawg hassit, then it's not "wasting good food" onna'count obba Fakt the food is going innu the Dawg.

Cokie the Fat-Cat says the eating-a-cooked-meal-alla'round-a-table can also turn innu a Cat-fing if there is chikin involved. And if Cokie smells chikin, he comes tumblin' downnastairs frum his 'Partmint so that he can soopervise and bemind ebberybun that there issa Starvin' Giant-sized Cat inna Houz. Dadda says he gets sik ob playin' "Whack-a-mole" ober chikin nuggets and wunna these days he's gonna bemember to stuff a certin fat-cat inna closet till Tea is ober - but as usual, Dadda is just talkin' - even if he did stuff Cokie-inna-closet, Maman would just feel sorry for Cokie and let him out. And probably give him a chikin nugget just onna'count obba Fakt he got innu a closet inna Furst Place.

We bunnies usually get in onna preppyrashuns onna'count obba Fakt Maman gives us a share obba veggytubbles-due-joor bifore she cooks them. The bestest times are during hollydays when we can score strange and innerestin' froots and stuff, although sumtimes hollydays can become a lottery, too, like when Missy and I each gotta slice ob this stuff called "can't elope" - which wassa real slice ob "mystery froot", lemme tell you!

So Lastest Night there was Leek-and-Tattie Soup, and Cokie anna Dawg bof got their Bites o' Chikin (but we didn't get enny leeks, which wassa preddy good fing onna'count obba Fakt, Wow! Did they ebber stink! Yeah. We all turned them down when Maman offered them, but if you wanna stinky veggytubble, then leeks are for you. The Houz smelled ob them for hours afta the whole dinner-biznizz was over and still stinks this morning. Yuck!). So we each hadda Baby Organic Carrot, instead. 

Ennyways...

Lastest night there was Leek-and-Tattie Soup, which Maman says is dead easy to make, and Phil brought up the whole Moovin' Ishoo again. Right atta momint, we are Not Moovin', Maman says, onna'count obba "Mawkit tankin'" (whutebber that means!) and Dadda says he is "Questionin' the wizdum" of Western Pennsylvania "all-togedder" (whutebber that means!) and Phil says, "Well, you know, there are udder places inna werld, like Noo Inkland."

And Maman was like, "Where have you ebber been in Noo Inkland?"

And Phil was like, "Well, our Cuzzins' Houz in Con-net-ticket, for wun thing. That was pretty nice, especially the way Jack did that pool and the gardens and everything. And Bim (that is Maman's Dadda, Phil's Granddadda) took me to The Manse in Newport where he lived in Rhode Island and over to what's-his-name's - his friend's house, and then we called on some old lady he knew from when he was a kid and that was great."  

And Maman sed there wassa whole lot more to Noo Inkland than up-mawkit beds-and-brekfasts and "Marble Palaces". Then she said that Nooport was ruined by the Bridge that replaced the Fairy, and a lotta good stuff had changed there since she wassa liddle gurl, growing up (which was long bifore Phil!). She sed she bemembered the lastest time she was in Nooport - that she was sixteen years old anna Eagle was there, riding at anchor inna middle ob Narryganset Bay onna bloo wadder like a great white bird-ob-prey. And she and her friend (who wassa daughter of Bim's friend) figgered out how they could put on rilly pretty dresses, comb out their rilly long hair and ride back-and-forth across the Bay onna Fairy for the whole Summer aftanoon and wave to the "cadets" in uniforms who were all onna Eagle...

And alla sudden, Phil piped up and hextclaimed, "Oh my Gawd, Ma! Don't tell me you actually talked to one of those cadets!"

And Maman was, like, "Yes I did. We ran innu two of them aftawards while we were shopping on Thames Street. They were officer-cadets..."

And Phil kinda gasped and then we heard him moan, "Oh Ma! No! I can't believe you stooped so low!"

And Maman said, "Lookit, The Eagle is a beautiful, historic Tall Ship, Phil, and she's a training vessel..."

And Phil finished for her, "Yeah, I know. But she's not Navy. She's Coast Guard, Ma! I can't believe it! You almost went out with one of the Ladies of the Coast Guard! Oh my Gawd. Wait. I need another drink."

And he came out innu the BunRoom, opined the Salad Bank and poured himself anudder glass ob milk. And afta he put away the milk-jug, he bent down, opined Mr Mouse's habbytat and peered inside.

And Mouse swung his head around and grunted at him, like, "Don't you dare pull my tail, buster!"

And Phil said, "Mouse, you don't know how lucky we are!"

And Mouse gave him the suspicious ear-twitch (because you can nebber tell when Phil is gonna hab you on) and he was like, "Whut?"

And Phil said, "We could have been Coast Guard!"

Then he closed Mouse's habbytat, stood up and said so Maman and Dadda could hear him inna Dining Room, "So moovin' to Rhode Island is out. How about Con-net-ticket?"

------------------------------------------- By George


Posted by Our Warren at 10:30 AM EST
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