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✨ This Week’s Intro ~ Temporal Fireworks & Mouse‑Sized Mayhem ✨
Hello, gorgeous library guests
and
Welcome to the Mewton-Clawson Library at BBHQ
Thank mew for joining me in the stacks today. I’m delighted to report that while the major timeline wobbles have settled, we now appear to have… well… micro‑time pockets. Tiny little bursts of temporal nonsense that pop like fireworks between the shelves.
For example:
Down the B aisle, it was 10.30am.
Then pop... suddenly it was 1pm, and apparently lunchtime.
Melvyn nearly cried because he thought he’d lost two and a half hours of shelving.
And the library mice?
Oh, my dahlings… the mice are not coping.
Oswald, our Chief Mouse, has filed three formal complaints.
Snitch keeps reappearing in the wrong decade.
Tootles insists she’s lived Thursday twice.
Ardvaar claims he saw himself eating a cracker he hadn’t eaten yet.
Nibbles is refusing to leave the stationery cupboard.
Flora fainted dramatically (twice).
Chedds is demanding hazard pay.
And Lumie… poor Lumie… keeps blinking in and out like a faulty fairy light.
Naturally, Melvyn is on the brink.
📚 A Conversation in the Library This Morning
Me: “Melvyn, sweetie, why are the mice wearing tiny helmets made from metal bottle caps? Chedds says Lilt on it, that's a drink from years ago.”
Melvyn: “Because they keep getting sucked into time pockets, Amber. Oswald said they needed PPE. And they're now even wearing High-Vis vests.”
Me: “PPE? They’re mice, dahling.”
Melvyn: “Exactly. They’re small. They’re aerodynamic. They’re basically temporal snacks.”
Me: “That’s not a thing.”
Melvyn: “Amber, Snitch just reappeared holding a newspaper from 1998.”
Me: “Well, that’s retro. How fun! And it explains the Lilt cap.”
Melvyn: “Amber, he wasn’t born in 1998.”
Me: “Details. Everything is fine. Purrfectly normal. Libraries evolve.”
Melvyn: “Amber, the mice are staging a union meeting.”
Me: “Oh, furbulous. Tell them to keep it down. I’m meditating.”
Melvyn: “Meditating or napping.”
Me: “Yes.”
Melvyn: "Now, if mew will excuse me, I must go check whether Lumie has re‑solidified."
Me: "Of course, pop off now while I get deep into..."
Melvyn: “Meditating or napping.”
Me: “Exactly.”
So, my dahlings, if mew notice the time jumping forward, backwards, or sideways while mew browse the shelves, please don’t panic. It’s just the new temporal ambience.
Everything is absolutely, completely, unquestionably fine.
Probably.
One final thing... if mew find yourself briefly existing in two places at once, please return the duplicate copy of any book mew borrowed. We’re still sorting out the overdue system for parallel selves.
Now, let’s begin this week’s adventure before Oswald files another complaint and Melvyn starts wearing a bucket as a helmet! MOL
🌙 Amber’s Egyptian Adventure #13: The Temple of Hatshepsut at Deir el‑Bahari 🐾
Location: The Temple of Hatshepsut, Deir el‑Bahari, a breathtaking terraced monument carved into the sheer cliffs of the Theban mountains, dedicated to Egypt’s legendary female pharaoh
Time: Early morning, when the desert shadows stretch long and cool, and the rising sun paints the cliffs in rose‑gold light
Dahlings, today I ascended into one of Egypt’s most dramatic and awe‑inspiring sanctuaries: the Temple of Hatshepsut, a place so regal, so commanding, so unapologetically iconic that I felt an instant kinship with its namesake.
The moment I padded across the sweeping causeway, the desert breeze whispered through the colonnades, carrying the scent of warm stone and ancient incense. The cliffs towered above me like a natural cathedral, glowing pink and gold in the newborn sun.
“Ahhh,” I purred, “a temple carved into a mountain… clearly built for somepawdy with a flair for dramatic entrances.”
I arrived draped in a sunrise‑blush robe of soft rose silk, embroidered with lotus petals and tiny golden rays. Around my neck shimmered a collar of carnelian, gold, and desert quartz, glowing like the dawn itself. Atop my head rested a Hatshepsut‑inspired diadem, shaped like a stylised rising sun, because if one is visiting a queen, one must dress like royalty.
The air vibrated with ancient power as I climbed the terraces, each level revealing sweeping views of the valley below. The colonnades were lined with statues of Hatshepsut herself, serene and commanding, and I paused before one particularly regal figure.
“Amber,” I whispered, “mew and this queen would have been best furiends.”
To celebrate the moment, I sipped a Desert Dawn Catnip Spritzer, chilled with crushed ice and infused with hibiscus, mint, and a whisper of honey. It tasted like ambition… and excellent lighting.
Then I ventured into the shadowed inner sanctuaries, where the cool air wrapped around me like silk. The walls glowed with scenes of divine birth, sacred journeys, and offerings to Amun. One relief depicted Hatshepsut sailing to Punt, and I traced the ship with a single elegant claw.
“Next time,” I murmured, “I’m bringing my own yacht.”
My Morning Essentials Included:
🌅 A Desert Dawn Catnip Spritzer, crisp, floral, and purrfect for sunrise strutting
📜 A miniature map of Deir el‑Bahari, annotated with my paw‑written notes (“This terrace needs more cushions”)
👑 A rising‑sun diadem, radiant enough to rival the cliffs
🐾 A rose‑silk wrap, ideal for sweeping up monumental staircases
I wandered through the echoing halls, the sunlit terraces, and the shadowed chapels, each space humming with the legacy of a queen who refused to be ordinary. The architecture was so bold, so visionary, that I half expected Hatshepsut herself to appear and ask for a joint portrait.
But naturally, I remained composed.
After all, I am Amber, head librarian of BBHQ, and I, too, appreciate a well‑curated reign.
Deir el‑Bahari may hold the memory of a pharaoh who defied expectations, but today it held me: a cat of legend, glowing in the morning light, sipping floral spritzers, and adding a touch of feline majesty to Egypt’s eternal story.
Mood: Majestic, sun‑kissed, and delightfully commanding (but only because the cliffs insisted on matching my aura)
Quote of the Day: “Some queens carve their legacy into stone, dahling… others simply arrive and improve the view.”
✨ Next week, prepare your whiskers, we’re going somewhere ancient, painted, and filled with secrets whispered in blue and gold. Think: tombs, treasures, and cocktails served in the shade of eternity.
Bring your best eyeliner, the kind that survives millennia.
Today, the P.A. is also joining in Friday Fill-ins Blog Hop with the pawesome 15 & Meowing and Four-Legged Furballs.
1. I feel like ______________________________ whenever I think about _______________.
2. January is a good month to _____________________.
3. _________ is nonnegotiable in my life.
4. I could give up _________ as long as _________.
The P.A.'s answers are...
1. I feel like I’m juggling flaming marshmallows whenever I think about my to‑do list.
2. January is a good month to hibernate! Horrid weather, oh, more horrid weather, cold weather, unpleasant weather. Did I mention awful weather? LOL
3. Creative time and cats is are nonnegotiable in my life.
4. I could give up work as long as I won the lottery Jackpot. How hilarious, and OMC, that would mean more time for writing for blog stuff... yeah... it could be even more exciting, and chaotic than it already is! LOL
Let's see what I've got to show mew this time!
Mewton-Clawson Library Copy
Pox You
A Croft and Tabby Short
by
Brad Magnarella
I did laugh at the title, yep, POX is not a word mew usually associate with furbulous felines, but it fits this book so well! MOL
This week, I purrchased and downloaded this five-book box set from Audible because I wanted to meditate and listen. Of course, I didn't nap. Melvyn just has a skewed view of metaphysical purractices, and deep meditation can sometimes, and I reiterate 'sometimes', look like napping!
Anyhoo, my point is the narration was really fun.
This is a brand new author for me, but I'm sure many of mew have already read his books.
📚 This Week’s Paw‑Approved Top Pick: Pox You
A Croft & Tabby Short by Brad Magnarella
Gather close and fluff your whiskers, because this week’s read is a tiny but tantalising morsel of magical mayhem featuring a wizard with questionable judgement and a cat with absolutely none. Naturally, I felt spiritually connected.
❓ What’s the Vibe?
Imagine New York City… but with more ghosts, more magical mishaps, and one ginger (my favourite colour)) feline who is technically a succubus and emotionally a wrecking ball. It’s fast, it’s snarky, it’s chaotic, and it goes down smoother than primo nip tea.
🐾 What’s the Story?
Professor Croft, ascholar, spell‑caster, and part‑time disaster magnet, once trapped a succubus inside a kitten because he thought it was “merciful.”
Oh, honey. No.
Two years later, that kitten has blossomed into Tabitha:
Gloriously rotund, magnificently rude and morally… fluid.
Who is fully committed to devouring his soul the moment he slips up.
But when hauntings, monsters, and supurrnatural oddities start popping up across the city, Croft realises Tabitha’s unique talents might actually be useful. If she can stop insulting him long enough to help.
⚔️ What I Loved
😼 Tabitha: A queen. A menace. A masterpiece. Her insults are so sharp they could slice through enchanted steel.
🔮 Croft: The long‑suffering wizard who absolutely brought this upon himself. I respect the chaos he lives in.
👻 The Mini‑Mysteries: Short, punchy, and delightfully spooky, purrfect for a quick curl‑up‑and‑read session.
🐾 Their Dynamic: Think “exhausted magical dad” meets “demonic toddler in a cat body.”
I adored the premise.
📖 Final Thoughts
At just 75 pages, this is a delicious little supurrnatural snack, light, funny, and full of claws. Purrfect for when mew want something magical without committing to a full‑length saga of epic proportions.
It’s witty, it’s weird, and it’s wonderfully feline‑centric. A purrfect palate cleanser between bigger reads.
🪄 Summed up in one sentence
🐾 A SNARK‑SOAKED, CLAW‑SHARPENED DELIGHT ~ TOTALLY TOP FLUFF! 🐾
This is also available, at the time of posting, in the Kindle Unlimited catalogue for free; the entire five-book series is there to enjoy! EPIC ~ mew know what I'm doing for the rest of the weekend, and yes, I'll share more soon!! MOL
A Totally Top Paw Read!
Paperback: 75 Pages
Audio: Only available as a complete 5 book boxset at 9 Hours 2 Mins (That I could see - I may be wrong, please do your own research)
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Pox You
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I'm off to read next week's books, as mew know the drill, so many books, so little time!
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Until next time...
Keep calm and read more books
Amber
The Cat Book Connoisseur
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