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Okay, folks, the time is here. My Auntie Allia's Book, Women Who Still Love Cats Too Much has launched on Amazon. So pad on over and get a copy, while it's four dollars off the original price.
Meantime, me and my pals have put on our party hats and we is cel-e-brating! And what a bash my aunt put on: There was head of mouse, chicken chips, snake bits, and gopher eyes on the buffet, and the desert tray was filled with all manner of salmon and meat treats, catnip cupcakes, and a fillet of sole mousse cake that had a photo of the book on top.
All I have to say is one word: Meow-za!
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I consider myself a forceful woman--not given to many crutches. No nightlight keeps vigil while I sleep; spiders don’t make me squeamish; and I know where the oil goes in my car. Still, I do have this one overwhelming Achilles heel (and it’s not from my Christian Louboutins). It’s because of my cats. I love them too much.
So, okay, I admit it: I’m cat codependent. It’s an addiction I’ve struggled with all my life. But happily, these days, I’m not alone. Women (and men) everywhere have caught on to what I’ve known for years. There’s no getting “enough” of cats, which is why an aurilliphile like myself will spend hours on Facebook and YouTube pawing over cat videos. That is, when I’m not trolling the net or at cat shows spending a fortune on cat paraphernalia. Just say, “Cat” and I’m on line to buy “it,” whatever “it” is—clothing, jewelry, a tattoo, and a coupon for a cat café. Why I’m even contemplating plastic surgery to look more like my cat. It wasn’t always like this. In the days before Grumpy Cat and Lil Bub, most people thought I was a joke, the image of the infamous cat lady gone over the edge.
“Did you notice her upper lip?” One of my business associates cackled one day, “It looks like she’s sprouting whiskers.”
“Yeah, and her briefcase stinks of salmon” another answered. “It’s horribly unprofessional.”
“What about those earrings?” yet another associate chimed in. “She makes them from her cats’ fur. Disgusting. She needs an intervention,” the gossip continued, “and fast.”
Yeah, but what did those naysayers know? Back then, the general populace thought a cat was, well, just a cat. They had no idea. It’s only now that cats are getting the respect they deserve. It’s only recently that people have come to see them as the loyal, loving, entertaining—not to mention gloriously regal and handsome—creatures they are. It’s only today that the cat reclaims the honored place she had back when pharaohs wore snakes on their heads and people rode to work on chariots.
And talk about being in synch! I’ve never met any human that could ever match my cats. Oh, my husband comes close. But even he has his limitations. In all the years I’ve known him, he’s never once run down the stairs and rubbed up against my legs the minute I walk in from shopping. Then too, when I’m in the tub, he doesn’t sit quietly alongside, grooming himself. And if I fall asleep on the couch after a hard day’s work, you won’t catch him perched on my stomach,purring and kneading me, like they do. Oh sure, he has his attributes. It’s just that my cats are infinitely more “simpatico.”
Even in this era of the cat, though, some people still snicker that I go overboard. They don’t realize I’m in recovery, and things take time. However, I am getting better. Litter by litter. Why only last week, I bought scoopable on sale instead of the designer brand I’ve imported in the past. I saved two bucks, but I felt like a cad. True to their self-sacrificing nature, the little darlings took it on the chin. They only did their business twice on the rug.
Truth is, the recession hit us all hard. So I have had to cut back in other ways, too. And it almost broke my heart. It isn’t easy explaining to fur children who’re used to having the air-conditioning and HDTV on all day that they have to sweat and look out the window. And when Sineady Cat, the Fraidy Cat, whined for an iPad so she could play “Whack the Mousie,” I couldn’t refuse. In the end, I took a second job.
But I no longer open up tin after tin of cat food to find one they like. I’ve set a limit of nine. And I’ve canceled the cats’ animal enrichment classes with Ulma. They were catty about this for a while. Until I explained it’s just so we can pay off the second mortgage we took for the addition to their all-weather screened in catio, and to pay for the robo vacuums they play bumper cars on.
Besides, I have put my foot down. No cats are eat from our plates anymore. I bought them their own bone china. And I don’t jump up each time they want to leave the room. All the doors now have cat flaps.
So I’m making some progress. And the fact is, with so many other women (and men) coming out of the box about their cat codependency these days, I feel much better. I don’t feel so alone...so ostracized. (Wait, do you hear a “meow?”)
Meantime, I’ll just finish massaging Nolan Nolan’s temples--he gets those awful sinus headaches when he stays up late. Then, maybe I’ll surprise the kitties with a real treat. I mean how hard can it be to give a cat a French manicure?
Finally, if you're like me and hooked on a feline, leave a comment and be in the running for my latest cat book, WOMEN WHO STILL LOVE CATS TOO MUCH. The book is on pre-order now on Amazon for those who can't wait to find out if they won. Thanks, everyone.
Wow, Mommy's been busy. She hasn't posted here in eons. Well, that's because she's been writing books. I helped her write this new one. Oh, and before I forget, let me introduce myself: I'm Nolan Nolan, the most recent addition to the Nolan family. My sister and brother went to the Rainbow Bridge last year, and Mommy was very distressed. God sent me to help her while she grieves. And now, I'm helping her promote her latest book. WOMEN WHO STILL LOVE CATS TOO MUCH.
I'm just a teenager. But I know you can't ever love your cats too much. And that's what this book is about: helping women who may be on the fence about all they do for their puddies and who want to course-correct (fat chance). And helping those who can't break themselves of their cat codependency to realize they are not alone. So here's the cover:
Nicole Hollander, the supah cartoonist who draws the Sylvia strip, did the cartoons, and Health Communictions, Inc. (the ex-Chicken Soup People) will publish the book. It is available right this very minute on pre-order @ Amazon. And so is Mommy's book, PURR MORE, HISS LESS: HEAVENLY LESSONS I LEARNED FROM MY CAT, because that book's from the same publisher. Oh joy. I just love love love cat books.
Anyway, Mommy told me to tell you she hopes youze guys will pick up a copy of the book for yourselves and/or your cat-loving friends. If you should want her autograph (or mine, mine's even better), comment at the bottom and she'll send you a bookplate.
Okay, so enough with the book; here's more photos of moi:
Cute, huh? Oh, my sister, Sineady Cat, the Fraidy Cat sends her regards as does Mommy.
Oops, here are the links to Mommy's books
I have two words to say to people who fear death so much that they can’t enjoy life: Merry Christmas. These words offer hope to a once hopeless world because through the miracle of Christmas, God has arranged it so that no one has to be afraid to die anymore. The Bible says “God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.”
But let's examine how death and Christmas fit into the picture in the first place. "Death came into the world," the Bible says, because of what one man (Adam) did, and it is because of what this other man, (Christ) has done; now there is the resurrection from the dead."
In essence by coming back from the grave, Christ rendered death moot. It was set in motion by sin, and that couldn’t change. But because Christ rose, we now know death is not final. It no longer has a hold on us. It can’t hurt us anymore. It’s lost its “sting.” Our Savior, Jesus, has vanquished death, and the Bible affirms the good news.
Isaiah 25:8 tells us the Lord “will swallow up death forever.” David says “God has delivered my soul from death.” John says, “For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn (it), but that the world through Him might be saved.” Jesus, Himself says, “Don’t be afraid. I am the living one! I was dead, but now I am alive forever and ever. I have authority over death.” And Paul says, “He became flesh and blood to destroy the devil, who has the power over death, and in this way set free those who were (are) slaves all their lives because of their fear of death.”
Because the scary part for most of us isn’t so much the dying—but what comes afterwards: final judgment. Our sins make us fear and tremble at the thought of the Almighty. And that’s the worry that Jesus has done away with. By coming to earth and suffering for us, Jesus has removed the fear because He’s removed the sin. Jesus stood in for us, was judged, paid our debt, and God accepted his offering. In that magnanimous effort, our sin slate was wiped clean, and our ability to say “No” to sin and (spiritual) death were secured.
So if we accept Jesus, following His Word as best we can and begging His forgiveness when we fail, we have no reason to fear God’s wrath—and can stand before Him without quaking. We have Jesus’ promise on that: “I assure you,” He tells us, “those who listen to my message, and believe in God who sent me shall have eternal life. They will never be condemned for their sins, but they have already passed from death into life.”
As if that weren’t good news enough, there’s more. Because our old sinful selves were joined with Jesus and died with him, they will also rise with Him. “For I will live again,” Jesus explained, “and you will, too.”
Okay, but that doesn’t mean the bodies we’re in now won’t go the way of all flesh. On the contrary, we are temporary people. We are destined to expire. The Bible says “Yet, even though Christ lives within you, your body will die because of sin; but your spirit will live, for Christ has pardoned it.” So it’s as though we get rid of our outer casing which was dust in the first place and will decompose back to dust, and free up the other part of us, our spirit, to be joined to the new improved bodies Paul tells us about. Actually, Paul says that getting rid of these earthly bodies is a prerequisite to getting into heaven. He says, “These perishable bodies are not the right kind to live forever.” And if that’s the case, why anguish about letting them go?
Indeed, because of God’s immense love for us, and what happened in that stable long ago, we don’t have to agonize over losing our bodies or our souls. “We will not be ashamed and embarrassed at the Day of Judgment,” the Bible says, “but can face Him with confidence and joy because he loves us…. And His perfect love eliminates all dread of what he might do to us.”
So we can take death—and for that matter, the struggles and pain of life—off our worry list for good. We no longer have to behave like “cowering, fearful slaves,” anxious about living and petrified of dying because Jesus gives us the strength to survive one and has broken the bond of the other. So let’s exchange fear and terror for faith and hope. Let’s rejoice in what Christ’s birth and death accomplished. And let’s never stop thanking God for the gift of Jesus, because as the choirs and carolers remind us each year in their songs of praise: “Man will live forever because of Christmas Day.”
From: (c) Copyright from The Worrywart's Prayer Book
by Allia Zobel Nolan.
Want to know what to do when you're feeling as low down as an ant? Or when you're pressured to do something you know is wrong? Or how to make babysitting a noble job? Want to be a rose in someone's day instead of a thorn; learn how to use a heavenly GPS; and keep calm under pressure?
Then pick up a copy of my latest book,WHATEVER: LIVIN' THE TRUE, NOBLE, TOTALLY EXCELLENT LIFE . It's got awesome advice on these and other issues we all deal with.
Hey, and I'll be signing this book (which is more affordable than a flavored coffee and a doughnut, ($6.99) and less fattening) on the next two Saturdays.....
Signing, Reading ‘n Talking About: WHATEVER: LIVIN’ THE TRUE, NOBLE, TOTALLY EXCELLENT LIFE
When: October 13, 2012
Time: from 3:00 to 4:30 p.m.
Where: Fairfield U. Book Store
1499 Post Road, Fairfield, CT
Phone 203-255-7756
When: October 20, 2012
Time: from 10:30 to 3:30 (Reading at 11:00)
Where: Morningstar Books,
72 Newtown Road
Danbury, CT 06810
Phone: (203) 791-1515 Hey, and while you're there, ask for your very own, kewler than kewl, WHATEVER bracelet...... and if you're a chocoholic (and I haven't already eaten all the good pieces), you can stock up on that as well.
Be there or be square.....W H A T E V E R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My utmost thanks to Anna Gheen for her wonderful review of my latest book WHATEVER: LIVIN' THE TRUE, NOBLE, TOTALLY EXCELLENT LIFE.
http://tinyurl.com/9fyn8k9
Okay, folks, the time has come, the walrus said......IT'S HERE....THE WHOLE BOOK, THAT IS!!!! The cover, the insides, everything. As of tomorrow, Septemer 25, 2012, WHATEVER: LIVIN' THE TRUE, NOBLE, TOTALLY EXCELLENT LIFE, is now available everywhere: Amazon, regular bookstores (what's left of them), on the Zondervan website; and anywhere and everywhere books are sold.
It took me almost three years from the idea popping into my head until the final pub date (did I tell you it's tomorrow?), and I couldn't be happier the day is finally here.
Anyway, in case I haven't told you a bazillion times, the book is for all ages, though it targets girls from 7-12. It encourages readers to be mindful of what they put in their heads; that their thoughts are powerful tools which can lead them to God and a peaceful life, or away from God towards a life that is empty and meaningless.
It's the kind of book readers can dip into and out of; a book that can help girls focus on the good "stuff" in life instead of stupid, impure, and inane. It's the kind of book that gets you and keeps you thinking.
So that's the news. I hope to start a separate Whatever blog soon, and will try to keep that blog a bit more current than my kitty literate blog. Thanks for visiting, and hope you'll pick up the book.
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I'ts here. Mommy's new book, the one she's been working on forever (or at least two years) is finally coming to fruition (that's a sophisti-cat-ed way of saying "it's almost finished). Well, she's still working on the insides, but the outsides, the front and back covers, are finito. Yay. The name of this book is WHATEVER: LIVIN' THE TRUE, NOBLE, TOTALLY EXCELLENT LIFE, and though it doesn't have any cats in it, it is still way kewl. What's it about? Well, it's a 90-day devotional with Scripture and prayers and anecdotes meant to help tween girls keep their thoughts on things that are "true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, praiseworthy, and excellent," instead of dumb, improper, and sinful. We'll be telling you more about it soon. And while we really can't take any credit for what's inside, we can say that we gave Mom moral support by sitting on her manuscript and laying all over her keyboard.
Wow, Mom thought she wrote a lot! But she admits, her friend, Clea Simon has her beat. "Clea's books are, like real gown-ups' books...no pictures in them like mine," Mom said..... "They're novels...with characters you can really care about, mysteries you can really get caught up in, and animals who're...well, almost human."
Mom's reading GREY MATTERS, a Dulcie Schartz feline mystery, right now, and when she finished, she's gonna go back and read all the rest.
Oh, and like Mom, Clea went over to the "dawg" side and wrote DOGS DON'T LIE, a Pru Marlowe mystery. Now we cats might sniff at this being that it's about that other animal, but the critics adored it:
[C]risp writing and polished plot are a pleasure from start to finish. — Robin Agnew on Dogs Don’t Lie.
A tightly plotted and interesting mystery, with a strong underlying flavor of 'Nancy Drew up grown.' — Beth Kanell, Kingdom Books, Waterford, VT.
Simon writes a high-quality cozy mystery, well paced and plotted, with plenty of twists. — Booklist (starred review).....
While I love to sit in the sun, I actually really love reading books more. Problem is, though, not being polydactol, it's hard for me to hold the book open and turn the pages.
I'm saving for a Kindle, but in the meantime, I asked Mom if she could create some smaller-sized books we can all enjoy.
And she did. Her friend, Bernadette Kazmarski's fab four did a review of them, and they noted the smaller size is just perfect for them... and it's much easier for them to turn the smaller pages with their noses. They are so clever (but then, they're black cats like I am....and we're superior thinkers, if I do say so myself.)
You can read all about it, and get their impression of the books @
http://tinyurl.com/84ewuwq Oh, and two more things: You can cast your vote for your favorite animal (cat or dog, as if there were any contest) AND win a free book.
Look over Bernadette's blog. It has lots of kewl stuff, like great art and super photos, and intelligent writing. So it's a win, win, win situation.
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Okay, it was silly of me to leave it where she could see it. But it's a big poster and there aren't too many places I could display it.
I tried to explain it was just business--that by writing DOG CONFESSIONS: SHOCKING TALES FROM THE DOGHOUSE, I by no means meant to diss my puddies. But, well, she's given me the cold shoulder for an hour now.
I'll just have to bribe her with prawns and warm milk.
I'm pretty fortunate. Okay, I'm pretty spoiled. My Mom gives me everything I want. But did you know there are a lot of puddies who don't have Mommies like mine? Who don't even have a home? Who have to eat their food in Walmart dishes?.(I eat at the table...Mommy puts the food on the floor so Daddy thinks we eat there.)Who never sleep on down pilllows...or their Mommy's lap? Well, Mommy's friend, Lorraine Chittock is trying to change all that in a place really far away, where in olden times there used to be a zillion cats who were pampered and treated as good or even better than Mommy treats us. Unfortunately, now that's not that case. But, I'm getting ahead of myself.....Here is a message from Lorraine,
and she can explain it all:
I became a urban wildlife tracker for my book Cairo Cats. Walking through a historic neighbourhood in Cairo, Egypt, a city of twenty million where I lived for seven years, a kitten is curled up on a piece of scrap cardboard. The noise from typical Cairean traffic and horns is deafening. As pedestrians scurry to and fro, the bottoms of gallabeyas and women's skirts brush the feline's fur. Everyone shifts to avoid stepping on the vulnerable creature. My destination is the Mosque of Sultan al-Mu-ayyad, a sanctuary offering tranquility in-between the forays I take into the nooks and crannies the feline denizens inhabit. Men pray on the carpets, cats lounge. A man who has finished praying, is feeding a group of cats. Whenever I return, this man is repeating his beneficent gesture, and obeying the teachings of Mohammad the Prophet, who is attributed to saying, “Love of cats is part of the faith.”
The gardens outside are filled with cats lapping water from the run-off from the sahel, the fountain used for ablutions. I'm reminded of stories of the “cat's garden” during the rule of the Mamluk Sultan al-Zahir Baybars in the thirteenth-century. The cat-loving monarch endowed a pious foundation so the cats of Cairo would receive everything they needed, a practice that continued into the nineteenth century.
Thousands of years before in Ancient Egypt, people worshipped not only the lion-headed goddess Sekhmet, but also the gentler cat-headed Bastet. It was at Bastet's temple in Bubastis in the delta of the River Nile, that special priests devoted themselves to the cat’s services. Great cat funerals took place in Bubastis — solemn ceremonies in which all those whose cats had died participated. To show their grief, people were even known to shave off their eyebrows. The owner, if his wealth allowed, would embalm the animal and wrap it in fine linen perfumed with cedar oil and buried just like a human being, often putting some objects into the grave so his pet could play with them in the Otherworld. Even little bowls for milk have been found in the cats’ cemetery. It was not unknown for someone who killed a cat to be executed or, if he happened to be caught in the act, lynched by the masses.
These attitudes have not alway
"Oh, Hai. I'm Sineady-Cat-the-Fraidy-Cat. I'm the cat you never see....unless I have some really important news to tell you. And I do. My friend, Cody, has reviewed Mom's book, I'd Rather Be a Cat: The Official Better Than Dogs Cat Book, and in her eyes, well, it's a winner. Why, she even refused the warm cream and caviar I offered her (to quell any doubts about the awesomeness of Mom's book.) She said, twan't necessary. She loved the book without the bribe. Great news.... Thanks Cody, and thank to your Mom, Caren for letting you use the computer.
My thanks to Dakota's Mom, Caren Osrin Gittleman, for asking her pooch to take time from chasing his tail to write a review for Dog Confessions: Shocking Tales from the Doghouse. We are humbled (and that doesn't happen too often).
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Thanks, Caren and Dakota. Just to clear the air.....Mom mentions she's a card-carrying member of he Cat Writers' Association in the book, and wrote it after some soul-searching.
In any event, for a dog, Dakota's not that bad. And (and for Mom's sake), we thank him.
Okay, now, Dakota, you can go back to rolling in the mud.
Okay, folks, here it is: Mom's new cat book. It officially pubs February 1st. But it's available now from Amazon; B&N.com, and a zillion other on-line stores.
Okay, so after eight cat books, you'd think Mom would run out of ideas. But, then again, with MacDuff, Sinead, and myself around to inspire her, she'll has enough fodder to last a lifetime. So anyway, I may be prejudiced, but this book is hiss-terical. All my friends say it's the best Mom's ever written. Why? Well because for once and for all, it ends the controversy over which animal is the best....not that WE ever had any doubts. But, you know there were some folks out there who just didn't get it.
So Mom canvassed myself and a bunch of my friends to get the skinny on why we feel cats are better. We got so many answers, it was hard for Mom to pare them all down to fit this book.
Anyway, here' one of my favorites:
And there are a lot more where this came from. I just don't want to spoil it by giving stuff away. So. okay, and so here's the link:
http://www.amazon.com/Id-Rather-Be-Cat-Official/dp/0736939342. I also have to say that song, you know the one with the lyrics, "I'd rather be a hammer than a nail," got it all wrong. Why, because there are zillions of us felines, who'd rather be neither. We just rather be a cat.
If you're an ailurophile, I just know you're going love, love, love this book. And if you like dogs, well, sorry 'bout that.
Okay, folks, it's Cyber Monday, and that means you can stock up on Mom's books and probably get a discount. I am NOT going to be so gouche as to say they are the "purr-fect" books (I just hate when people use that adjective....it's like so yesterday.) But I must say, if you like (love) cats, like to laugh, and don't want to spend a fortune, Mom's got some great titles to chose from.
CAT CONFESSIONS: A Kitty Come Clean Tell-All Book makes a great gift,
@
http://www.amazon.com/Cat-Confessions-Kitty-Clean-Tell-All/dp/0736927115/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1322503584&sr=1-1whether to slip in your favorite cat lovers' stocking .... or as a hostess gift when you go visiting. Then there is PURR MORE, HISS LESS: HEAVENLY LESSONS I LEARNED FROM MY CAT, @
http://www.amazon.com/Purr-More-Hiss-Less-Heavenly/dp/0757306381/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1322502771&sr=1-1 which has can't-stop-looking-at-them watercolors by artist Erika Oller, and of course, you can always pre-order Mom's newest book, which comes out in January...I'D RATHER BE A CAT: THE OFFICIAL BETTER THAN DOGS CAT BOOK @
http://www.amazon.com/Id-Rather-Be-Cat-Official/dp/0736939342/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1322502708&sr=1-1Mom's got a bunch of other books at her website, @
http://www.alliawrites.com/ ....books for kids, and worriers, too.
Anyway, time for my nom-noms and a nap.Happy shopping....
That's Mommy and Peter Conway of Tattered Pages Book Shop. And look over Mom's shoulders....there are all her books about us...okay, based on us...okay, okay, they're about cats...all kinds of cats, but fun anyway.
Mom had a ball signing her new book, THANK YOU GOD FROM KIDS AROUND THE WORLD, plus a bunch of her cat books, and a few of her worrywart books. The first thing she said when she came home was, "Thank God for people who still love real books." Hey, we agree. If it weren't for book lovers, we'd never have treats or catnip toys, or real tuna.
Anyway, a good time was had by all. But Mommy looks green and has been hitting the tummy medicine: too much nibbling chocolate from the candy dish.
Okay everyone.....I don't have much time... that is before I, like, totally fall asleep. Okay, okay, so here's the scoop: Mommy is going to be signing her brand new book (really relevant for the season, too) THANK YOU, GOD, FROM KIDS AROUND THE WORLD, from Zonderkidz at a really, really kewl place called The Tattered Pages Book Shop in Monroe, Connecticut at 150 Main Street...THIS SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 19th from 11:30 until the chocolate runs out. Mom will also have a bunch of cat books and other various and sundry...(hey, you like that expression? I picked it up from Mommy..."various and sundry"....kewl...anyway, Mom will have other various and sundry books for readers to check out. And of course, you'll want to check out Mommy as well. Careful, though, cause she'll talk your ears off if you let her. But anyway.....sorry, but I'm really nodding off here.......do come and see her and get a signed book to give to kids for Thanksgiving. It will keep them quiet, who knows?, for maybe an hour or more. This book also makes a great stocking stuffer for Christmas, too. Here's the trailer that the publishers did for the book: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwM2Wq3XdZI. Hey, you can find out all about other neat books you might want to give at Mom's website. So anyway....go, have fun, and ah, night now.
Okay, while Angela was checking out her new cube, sleeping, eating, sleeping, and playing with her siblings, Mommy has been busy.... She just finished her big book, entitled WHATEVER: Livin' the True, Noble, Totally Excellent Life, a tween (ages 7-12 Devotional) from Zonderkidz that we all think girls will go bonkers for, as well as three other new books, which we will give you the scoop on in separate blogs (don't want to give it all away in one fell swoop.)
But Mom still has a bunch of work to do getting the word out on these books, and we're going to help her. Anyway, I've got to go, 'cause I hear the sweet sound of a tuna tin being opened..... Talk later....The Mac-ster.
Okay, so it doesn't have a cat on the cover. But it has camels, and ducks, and chickens, and fish, and dogs, dragons, kaola bears, horses, zebras, wombats, kangaroos...and other animals inside. It's Mommy's new book, THANK YOU GOD, FROM KIDS AROUND THE WORLD, and she just got her author copies.
Here's the skinny on what it's about: The book invites readers to visit and see some of the sites and animals that children of different cultures thank God for--incluidng rolling hills, pet sheep, and a music and dance heritage in Ireland, pink patch-work-quilt sunsets, family, and learning traditions in Africa, a kewl ice-cream eating camel named Sethos Abdul Akmehd Mert-ekert Nourbese...."George," for short. Then there are ice castles, babuska dolls...and lots of other stuff we don't want to give away. And the book has suprise flaps too. And it's under $7.00 by a penny.
We have to admit, the books are neat. But we prefer the boxes they came in.
Okay, okay, okay....Mommy admitted it. She confessed she did write that dog book, but it was only to get extra money to buy us new genuine imitation cubic zirconium diamond with organic emerald encrusted collars. So I guess it's okay.
Plus, she wrote this new book on why those other animals will always play second fiddle to us puddies no matter how many of their owners protest.
This new book isn't out until next year....but MacDuff wanted everyone to know Mommy hadn't gone over to the dark (dog) side.
Hey, we read it and it's not only side-splitting, it's all 100 percent true.
That's it.....I hear the treat bag rustling...gotta go! Oh this new book is from Mommy's favorite publisher, Harvest House....
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Looking good!