To Michaela. . . . . . :)

Thank you very much for your wonderful poem! I so love reading your messages.



We must strive to be together soon! I am lonely, in spite of my kindly human and my step-sister Tonya. How I'd love to sit and talk with you for hours!



Please continue to write me. I shall be thinking of you, dreaming about you and hoping for a bright future with you!



Love,

Michaela

Oh, your letters are wonderful! How I long to see you and be with you! We are destined to be together, you and me, forever.



Here, my love, is a photograph of me which my human made today. I hope you will send me a picture, too! (That's my step-sister Tonya in the background. She wants to know if you've a brother.)



Your friend forever,

Michaela

Your letters make me blush!



Tonya, who is quite shy when it comes to meeting other cats, nevertheless would like to see a photograph of your friend Handsome. For her, that's a bold step!

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Thank you, dearest, for writing me so soon! Does your human know about our love letters? I'm not sure if mine does. Well, no matter. We shall persevere!



Good night, love!

Michaela

Thank you, love, for helping Tonya find a boyfriend! She's quite excited about all this. We're going to look at your pictures today!

Take care, dear MoMo. Know I'm constantly thinking of you and looking forward to our meeting someday soon. We'll have so much to talk about! (But we won't spend all our time talking, will we? Tee hee!)



All my love,

Michaela

We are famous! Our love story has been spread over the inter-net by the nice human lady who runs this web site! I'm very flattered that our love has brought us this recognition. I hope you'll not be too shy about this publicity!

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My love, our relationship was bound to become public. It's so intense! Ah, perhaps we must meet somewhere between Saint Louis and Portland. Bone, Idaho, might be just the place! Nobody goes there and reporters might not find us.



My human friend Joe ("Daddy" to me and Tonya) used to work in the journalistic media of communication. I'll ask him what we should do to avoid unwelcome intrustions from talk-show hosts, et cetera.



Be brave, my dear MoMo! All will be well, once this spate of publicity fades. But our love will never fade!



Michaela Kristin

Hello, sweetheart! How are you? Thank you for your lovely letter. Oh, I'm heartbroken too that we're apart. But soon, my love, we shall be as one.



My human friend Joe has been sad lately, because our feline sister Jaws passed away. She was 20 human-years of age! My, but she'll have loads of neat stories to share with everybody at the Rainbow Bridge. So I've been sticking closer to Joe so he won't feel too sad. I remember how sad I was when my mother Sesheta never came home. Joe was there to comfort me when I was sad, so now it's my turn to help him. These things are too sad.



Let's talk about something else, okay? I've been thinking Bone, Idaho, might not be the best place for us to meet. Let's find a place that's just as far for both of us! I've been looking in Joe's big atlas of the world (it's a book with pictures of all the places we can go). There's a nice warm country called Mali, on the continent of Africa. The place I've been thinking of is called Tombouctou. It's 43° Celcius there today, according to Joe's temperature thing on Samantha the Computer System! Is that too warm for you?



Anyway, let me know where you think we should meet. As far as what to take with us: Those nature programs on television always show humans in khaki clothing and hats. I'm glad we don't need such things! But I wonder about drinking and eating. Of course, there must be mice nearly everywhere; but we'll have to be careful about the water.



Tonya is thrilled that Handsome will be coming with us. She's all excited. Silly girl! Hey, we can consider our travels one big long double-date! With four of us, we can take turns at standing watch. (You know what else we can take turns at?)



Well, I'd better go. Joe is finished cooking so he may be here any minute. Take care, sweetheart! Don't be sad or worry. Remember, our love will enable us to overcome all obstacles. When I think of you, I get just plain silly!



Many kisses and much love to you, my MoMo.



Michaela

Hello, my love! I'm so happy to read your last post! I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to respond, but my human Joe has been at home a lot lately. (I'm sure you know what I mean.) Anyway, dearest, I've another idea about a meeting place: Glenrock, Wyoming!



I've been studying aerial maps and decided perhaps it's best if we meet halfway. Notice this photograph:



Well, exactly halfway between us lies the town of Glenrock, Wyoming. Of course, that's if one measures the distance on a flat map. But I'll gladly cross those mountains to meet you!



Here is a view of a stream at Glenrock:



Doesn't that look nice? There are about 2,500 humans who live at Glenrock, so it should be a quieter place than either Portland or Saint Louis! And the humidity there is considerably lower than at either of our present locations, so Handsome shouldn't feel uncomfortable.



Now, here's the route you'd have to take to reach there:



Let me know, love, what you think of this plan. I'm so looking forward to meeting you, I can hardly restrain myself!



Please write as soon as you can. Be good and remember I love you!

Your sweetheart,

Michaela

Hello. My name is Tonya and I'm a friend of Michaela's. I wanted to ask you if you could tell Handsome how much I appreciate his kind remarks about me. I'm really quite excited about our upcoming trip, to meet you and Handsome in Wyoming! I'm worried, though, about leaving my human Joe behind. I think he would miss us and be sad. But, we have to be brave don't we? Yes, I think we do. Well, thank you for reading this. I just wanted to introduce myself to you, so if you want you can write back. Or, you might ask Handsome to drop me a line himself. Yes, that would be nice!



Good-bye for now,

Tonya Robin

Hello, my love! Well, it's been a sad week for me. Joe the Human has been moping about, due to all the bad news on television. Tonya and I have become sad too, as we've figured out something awful happened somewhere far away.



Anyway, dearest, perhaps we'd better not travel just now. You know, there haven't been any of those flying machines in the sky lately! How strange this all is! I'm kind of afraid something might happen to us if we travel across the country: Maybe some human people won't like us because we're cats. It's all very confusing and I don't know what to think, but I know something's wrong.



That male cat I told you about still comes here for visits, but he doesn't stay very long. He's shy, I guess. He seems happiest when out of doors, but Joe the Human likes him and asks him to come inside! I suppose Tonya and me will have to get used to him, but how I long for you to come to the door! Please let me know how you are doing. I miss hearing from you; and I'm sorry it's been so long since I've written. I promise I'll write more often. Be careful and be well. Is Darlene the Human sad, too?

I love you,

Michaela