OUR GYPSY CARAVAN, Page 2
Phelicity: C'mon out, Ginger. Lookit what a purrfect day it is!
Ginger: I luff our comfy bed in here! Breakfast is ready in da liddle stove. Let's go get E.T..
Phelicity: Yeah, he'll be surprised at what we had stashed in here, mewhehe!
Ginger: Yeah, like we didn't know to carry da jelly donuts in our wagon. shhhh.
Ginger: What a wonderpurr shop! Lookit all da violins.
Phelicity: How purrty! Can E.T. play a violin?
Ginger: Well, uh ... I think I heard him play a fiddle once.
Phelicity: Let's get one fur him. He could play while we dances tonite!
Ginger: Dat's a good idea, I bet he'd like it. Look, dey haff tambourines, too.
Phelicity: Ooooh, dem's fur us! Happy noisemakers. *mewgiggles*
After da kitties make camp, it's a night fur gypsy mewsic and dancing.
NEXT DAY