Piglove and Gentlestitches are hosting this reading of a story. We intend to do a book review also. We read many cat books because of our story time every night, some are good and some are alright. There are very few books out there that we do not like at least some part of the story. However, books written from the cat’s perspective have a special place in our hearts. The following book employs this technique with great success. The book we are reviewing is called, “Black Cat and The Accidental Angel” written by Elaine Faber. This book is the third and as yet the final book in the series. From the moment we started reading……we were hooked. The story begins where the previous story, “Black Cat and The Lethal Lawyer” leaves off. Thumper and his family are heading home from their visit in Texas. They are not far from home when suddenly, the SUV is in an accident and the carrier with the cats in it is thrown from the vehicle, landing in an awkward place that is impossible for the family to find. The adventure begins as Angel and Thumper try to find their way home. One massive problem exists, Thumper has lost his memory and doesn’t even know who the cat is with him.
These two cats have many adventures while attempting to walk home. Mom laughed, sniffled and down right cried. She got that attached to the kitties and their struggles. The plot twists kept her reading when she normally would quit for the night. The ending came way too quickly for us. So in short, I would say if you want a boring book to read so you can fall asleep quickly, don’t get, “Black Cat and the Accidental Angel.” However, if you want an excellent read with cats that are real to life, DO buy, “Black Cat and the Accidental Angel.” The only thing left for us to do is get Elaine Faber to write a fourth book in the, “Black Cat” series. MOL
The author forwarded pictures of the cats that were her muses for Thumper and Angel. I thought you would be as delighted to see them as we were.
These precious kitties live with the author and happily share their lives.
Now, without further adieu mom is going to read part of the first chapter of, “Black Cat and The Accidental Angel” on video. Please excuse her feet as she was relaxing and laying back.
Mom only read a portion of the first chapter. To see how the story goes, you’ll just have to get the book.
Hope you’ve enjoyed peeking in our bedroom…we enjoyed the company. Ya all come back now…..ya hear. MOL
Once again, Athena and Marie are hosting Artsy Caturday for us smooth talkers. Click on the hosting blog and be surrounded with modelling anipals. Here is the original picture of moi.
This is last Caturday’s picture. Thanks to Dreamscape, this picture is for this week. OK, mom where did you put it? You LOST it? Cwap!! This is a rip off, total bull.. Oh, you found it…great. Sorry mom, I got caught up in the moment.
This artsy picture is going out to Einstein, the floofiest mancat that ever was and my soul mate. Einstein is from The Tomcat Commentary by Tim. I am on fire for ya! MOL
Have a fun and happy day.
Kali, no! Everybody doesn’t need to know what I did. I didn’t mean to, I just sorta got into the moment and forgot myself. Well you have to say something now Shoko, everybody’s visualizing what you might have done. Go ahead, tell our friends what you did to mom, Shoko. I’ll just sit here and listen while you explain. Mol..well, everyone except me, seemed to be fast asleep this morning when the sun came up. I decided not to wake anyone because they looked so comfy gently snoring away. I found mom’s ice pack on the bed, hiding under a blanket. I pawed off the blankie. Oh, I so love the ice pack when the water gets sloshy!
I kneaded the ice pack for awhile, I don’t know how long, Kali. I haven’t learned to tell time yet. It was getting very light in the bedroom though. I stopped because my paws started getting wet and they stunk! I didn’t want to wake mom cause I just felt that I’d done something she wouldn’t like.
I lay down cause, what am I going to do….I didn’t realize the blankies would get all wet the longer I waited.
Finally mom woke up and said…”Something stinks.” I reassured her it wasn’t me…I smelled pretty good for me. She very quickly discovered the sheets and blanket were soaked and leaped out of bed. For some reason she looked right at me and said….”Shoko, have you been at the ice pack?” I couldn’t lie to mom and hung my head low. There was alcohol in the ice pack to prevent the water from freezing too much. The bed smelled like an old drunk had been rolling around there with his bottle for a few days. I guess its bed changing day mom. Let me help you. I’ll get the wrinkles out for you.
There we go fresh bedding and it smells like flowers in here….well not like a room where drinks have been sloshed about. Now we’re ready to start the day.
That’s what happened and now mom is fine. Just a rude awakening.