Dear Plato,
I have spent the past three days watching over a very ill Pouncival. Now, you both already told me that he was originally sick because you gave him some bad sushi that you took from the dumpster of the restaurant at the pier. I was not upset by this, because I thought Pounce's condition would clear in a day. Now I've seen many cases of food poisoning, but I have never seen such a small tom become so ill for so long. I've had a very hard time cleaning it up. I was rather concerned for Pouncival's health. It was quite disturbing and puzzling. It was then that Exotica informed me that she saw you sneaking fish to him. Upon a closer look I found out that this was more of the bad sushi. Now, it seems to me that in the middle of summer there would be no where cool to keep it, so this fish must be more turned then it was two days ago. All I want to do is know WHY you would do that to your best friend, especially since he was already ill and I had told you the fish was what made him sick.

I remember Victoria telling me that she'd been talking with Pouncival the first time you gave him the fish and that you seemed upset. Please tell me what's going on, and why you are putting poor Pounce through this.

I swear I won't hit you with my spoon,
Jennyanydots

A/N: Okay this is Poe. So the plot thickens! I hope you get the foreshadowing of this letter, it's important in the upcoming letters. Life's good. School's good. I'm writing both of my next chapters and the prologue to act 2 of "Into the woods". I'd like it if all of you joined my message board (my homepage in my profile), the more Cats dorks the better. Please not – we're really random there. Here's Krissy.

Krissy: Not much to say, I'm just going to start fabricating stuffed animals in the image of those from Cats; yeah, that's it. And this would have been up sooner but – I'm incompetent

Chimmy-Lava – I don't do that very often either. I should though. I don't think we need to schedule any specific time – we keep meeting up

lozzypop – I want to see what Demeter will spill, Poe obviously doesn't. Well, there are more stories to be told. So, I suppose that it was alright. Tell her good luck for me. My brother's getting ready to go to an arts school too. Screen Arts really – but still arts.

bompalynx – My gracious woman. I open my inbox today and find some 13 alerts from all of your reviews. To be frank – you made my day. IT would take me years to comment on everything you said – I hope Rumpus reeks hell on Vikki too; I'm protective over Teazer too; I don't think anyone would really mind getting a butt grabbing from Tugger; it's a little random- a little tied; and it was quite the pun...

It's an emotional thing. The man died – for us – people cry. Don't you dare laugh during it.
All I'm saying is that if one person laughs – we're all screwed.