Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Thursday's Adventure with Edwin Elf

Edwin: Let's take the car out today. Whad'ya say?

SPAL: I say we all hang out on the couch and watch The Price is Right.

HB: Car ride? I'll go.

Edwin: Come on then!

HB: Okay!

SPAL: I wouldn't if I were you. What if you crash the car?

Edwin and HB: Chicken-pansy! (They head for the garage.)

Edwin: You're going to have to help me open this big door.

HB: Okay. (He helps Edwin and the both hop into the seats.)

HB: Mummsy always uses something called a key to stick in that hole over there. The car doesn't start without it.

Edwin: Elves don't need keys, silly.

HB: They don't?

Edwin: All I need is magic. (The car starts)

HB: I want some magic. If I had that I could have a lot of treats and toys.

HB: This is so much fun. I hope Mummsy let's me keep you forever and ever.

Edwin: Sorry. But I can only stay until Sunday night. Besides, I'm not even supposed to be here. (He backs the car out of the  garage.)

HB: You're not? How come?

Edwin: You know that giant beast across the street they call Tank?

HB: Yeah. He's soooo stupid and barks at everyone. What about him?

Edwin: I was supposed to be there this week reporting about him to Santa. 

HB: You were? 

Edwin: Yeah. But he is only coal worthy....has been for years. I'm sure nothing has changed. And the last time I was there he tried to eat me.

HB: Are you going to tell Santa about me?

Edwin: No, silly. 

HB: Why not?

Edwin: He'd fire me. Besides, you're Hanukkah Harry's territory. (He looks into the rear view mirror and sees blue and red lights) Not to mention, we're in trouble with the fuzz.

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Cat Whisperer and Happy Thanksgivukhah

Hello, nice people. It’s ThanksgivukKah at our house. Daddy-o says we’re going to light the Menorah soon. He also says we have to go to bed early because Hanukkah Harry is coming to be bring us treats and toys.

But before we go we wanted to share Lorelei Bell’s new story. It’s a non-fiction story about a bunch of kittens and their Mummsy.

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00GW56Y7U

This is a non-fiction account about how one feral female cat came into our lives, and changed it. My husband (The Cat Whisperer), took pity on her one summer day, and fed her some table scraps, against my warnings it might be a female. Of course, feeling that was an invitation, she stayed, expecting to be fed... And then dropper her litter of kittens in the hollow of a tree in our yard. This is how the kitty drama began. This is her, and her kitten's story, and how we dealt with the joy of watching their antics, the pain of loosing them to predators, and their love/caring for one another.

A nice, wholesome story for everyone--especially animal and cat lovers.

It’s a 1.99.

So go get a copy, enjoy your turkey and pie while you sit around your Menorah.

Lots of licks and belly rubs, nice people,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball