Well, we gots a tellygram lastee night dat my brudder da mad bad Burr-man waz on hiz way home from Burma. Da gurlz all wanted to waits on da front porch fur him, so I went along to watchez out fur dem. (You can see dat I yam hopelessly egg-sited about da prospect of hiz homecomin.')
Maximillian: "Yes, it is I. I am finally back in one piece after a particularly harrowing journey. I must dust myself off, and unpack. After all, the beautiful Kellie will be anxiously waiting to hear from me."Dr Tweety: " You big lummox! You missed da openin' of da Itty Bitty Cafe'!"
Maximillian: "Tweet! Just stop the egotistical nonsense right here! I don't want to hear about the Itty Bitty Cafe' this and the Itty Bitty Cafe' that. So what if all the cats of the Blogosphere showed up? I'm pooped and grumpus and in need of a bath."
Maximillian: "Oh hi daddy! It sure is good to see you. Are you thinking about what things to plant in the garden this year? You should have see the gardens in Burma! They had statues and everything."Dr Tweety: "Oh sure, try & gets on da dadeez good side da minuet you're back!"
Maximillian: "I really need to have a nap. The exhaustion of 4 time zones, dreams of Kellie, and the fragrant flowers have overwhelmed my senses."
Dr Tweety: "Y'know dont you, dat now we goez back to da same old grind? Growl & hiss, hiss & growl, wit da occashunall whap & miss. Mebbe we justee oughtta all try to gets along here."














































