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So there I was, sat in my tank like the elite kitty commando that I am, and I'd just issued this warning to the P.A.:
"I need more credits or else!"
Well, she stared at me, then at my tank and then at me again and said. "Amber I have good news and bad news, which do you want first?"
I pondered this fur a moment and then replied. "The good news."
The P.A. said. "I've been on the Audible website and checked out your membership and it says that once you have used up all your credits and then all the extra credits you can buy three at a time," she paused taking a soft inhalation. "It would appear that we can renew your yearly membership early!"
I grinned, mew know the type, maniacal and gleeful all at the same time.
"So what's the bad news?" I asked as I started to float skywards on my little white, fluffy cloud of happiness.
"The bad news would be that I'm just going to leave it this year so you'll have to wait a few more days!" she said.
I had a sudden and rather abrupt flashback - see pic below - as my little white, fluffy cloud of happiness came crashing down back to earth with a hefty and rather jolting bump, turning into a big black thunder cloud of doom instantly.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I wailed. "Mew can't do this to me!"
I screamed like a demented banshee [that's my war-cry BTW] as my paw hit the fire button in the tank.
I waited fur the recoil, yet nothing happened, I hit that fire button again and again and again.
I narrowed my eyes at the P.A., mew know the really bad stink-eye glare.
"Mew've disabled the firing mechanism haven't mew!" I spat, it wasn't a question, just a cold hard fact.
The P.A. nodded and I could see she was trying not smirk, she has a most annoying smirk.
"I did indeed disable all weapons on the tank!" and she burst out laughing, again!
Well mew could have rolled me in treacle and dropped me in grass clippings I was so shocked, stunned in fact that I could get more credits now, but it still wasn't going to happen.
"Mew're mean!" I said. "Really, really, really horribly mean... I'm going to write a really long letter to someone complaining about you and your inability to provide and meet my book needs!"
The P.A. raised an eyebrow at that, she smiled and said. "Good luck with that."
Can mew believe I have to wait 3 more days fur credits? I'm going crazy, like a demented severely unhinged kitty due to immediate and acute onset book deprivation - in fact I may not recover if I don't get something new like right now.
The P.A. seeing my utter meltdown decided at that point to give me a brand new paperback that she'd ordered the day before from Amazon. A book that I'd seen on The Tabbies of Trout Townes Blog a few days previously and expressed an interest in, called 'Making Biscuits by Deborah Barnes' well mew could have rolled me in treacle and dropped me in grass clippings fur the second time today I was so shocked.
I carefully picked up the book and rushed into the kitchen. I sniffed the pages, aarrrhhhhhh bliss, there's nothing like that new book aroma to envelop ones senses, and to be the furst one to open a new book [before someone has broke its spine] the feeling is tres incredible, and what made it even better was, it had a ginger and white kitty on the front - just purrfect.
It was a close shave to an uber epically epic meltdown but 'Making Biscuits' saved my bacon! MOL
So now mew know what one of the books coming up in the near future is... Anyhoo it's time to get stuck into this weeks book pick.
Aging eccentric James Delacorte asks Charlie the librarian to do an inventory of his rare book collection-but the job goes from tedious to terrifying when James turns up dead. Relying on his cat Diesel to paw around for clues, Charlie has to catch the killer before another victim checks out.
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This is the second novel in the Cat in the Stacks series, and Diesel is back with his hooman, Charlie Harris. Humphrey featured the furry furst novel in the series here.
So, in this second novel, Charlie and Diesel are inadvertently thrust into the centre of another murder while cataloging a private book collection, and are surrounded by a list of suspects as long as your arm, each suspect with a motive and a greedy disposition.
The plot twists and turns all the way to the final reveal which is purretty cool.
It's another great read/listen and I heartily recommend mew get your mittens on it as soon as possible!
Paperback copy: 304 pages
Audio Edition: 9 hours 33 mins
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The Amber Biblio Rating System Fur Offurall Enjoyment:
Classified As Murder
I hope mew enjoy this book if mew do take the plunge and get it... and if mew've read it already, tell me did mew think? ***NEWS FLASH***
And just before we go, as it was the P.A.'s birthday on Sunday, we're giving away beautiful colouring book which also has a wurdsearch on effury page and a gorgeous semi-precious gemstone bracelet designed and made by the P.A..
To win these fab prizes just leave us a comment on Monday's post, click here and we'll draw a name out of the hat next Monday.
Our Give-Away is Open WORLD-WIDE
Sadly it's time fur me to say BFN or bye-fur-now as mew know the drill, so many books, so little time and don't furget to stop by tomorrow fur Basil's Brain Training!