Had to check, and usually if I call, he comes. Not this time, nothing, not even a faint little meow. Alright, what happened? So I did my usual, get the goodie can and shook it… nothing brings that cat running faster than goodies. No pussycat. Hum… Now what?
Donning my shoes, and taking the goodie can with me, I walked around the yard, shaking this stupid can of kitty treats, calling Snoop’s name. (did I ever mention I live in the dead center of a small town?) Yes, you can smile, I see you have it all figured already, people looked at me for a few seconds, grinned, and went back to whatever they were doing. Eventually I gave up and went back into the house, shaking the can as I did.
Wait a minute, what is that I hear? A meow? YES!!!
OH, OH. That’s right, he wanted to go into the sun porch and I closed the door on him because it is very warm in there. I am in trouble now. I go to the door open it and Snoop comes sauntering out, giving me a nasty look as he does.
Despite the theatrics we managed to put the event together for next week, and the prizes are great. So proud of myself.
Life Mate to a King is available in most places now, the pre-orders for the paperbacks have been shipped. Everything is in order. The Elves are getting ready to party.