I’ve been super-duper busy lately, working as a Professional Mews to help Cindy with the new book she’s writing. I’m happy to report that she thinks it seems to be going well. I, however, am a teeny-tiny bit worried. She’s halfway through the rough draft and I’m not in it!
Not only am I not in this story, there’s not a single animal of ANY kind! Unless you count the snake, of course. Not a real snake with scales and a forked tongue, but a bully that’s as mean as a snake.
I may have to put my paw down and get mean as a snake myself if Cindy doesn’t start putting some cats in her new book. Everything’s better with cats around, especially empty laps and books. If anybody should know that, she should!
I wish I could tell you that the story is about a boy named Max who hates hot peppers, but that’s top-secret right now. You can’t just go around telling everyone all the details of your book before it’s even written! I mean, Cindy would be furious if I told you that Max becomes magically immune to hot stuff and has a showdown with the school bully at a pepper-eating contest.
Drat. Drat. Double DRAT! I just told Cindy’s top-secret secret, didn’t I? I didn’t mean to, it accidentally slipped out when I opened my mouth. Now there’s only one thing to do—swear you to secrecy!
Don’t tell ANYONE what I told you today, okay? Well, you can tell your pet fish or your gerbil or your dog if you want. They’re so dumb, it won’t matter. Of course you can tell your cat, because cats are totally trustworthy. Your mom is probably pretty trustworthy, too. And your teacher. And you can tell ONE FRIEND, as long as you also swear them to secrecy!
Okay, now it’s time to promise. And no crossing your whiskers!
