It was Halloween. We were all huddled in a circle, telling ourselves scary stories. True stories that happened to us for real!! This is Maurice’s tale. The Banshee of Glen Path Hill (from Maurice) A few years ago, we stopped for a few nights in the village of K, on the way back from visiting […]
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17 – All’s Well that Ends Well
Spring had arrived, at last. The temperature where oscillating towards comfortable, noses where working again, the air smelled of fresh leaves, and of whatever had been rotting under the snow. It was that time of year where you hesitate before going out… Should I take a hat? A scarf? Gloves? No? I can just… go […]
16 – An Intervention
As you certainly noticed, dear Reader, I am a sweet, peaceful creature, but when listening to the woeful tale of the Tyrex, my brow got more and more furrowed. I mean, enough is enough. I mean, first laughing at Muffin because she’s a beautiful hamster, then, calling the Tyrex a…a …. I can’t even repeat […]
15 – The Tyrex’s Plan
For a few minutes after the sudden departure of the Tyrex, a heavy silence reigned in the living room. Charles was inwardly cursing me, I was inwardly cursing Charles, and Jimmy was inwardly taking note of all the new and improbable curse words he had just heard. How I went from vexed and fatally wounded […]
14 – Jimmy’s kidnapping
You may be wondering, dear Reader, why I volunteered so eagerly to kidnap Jimmy. You see, as soon as I realized that they would kidnap him, with or without my benediction, I also comprehended, in a flash, that for Jimmy’s safety, it would be much better if I was to do it. The Tyrex and […]
13 – The Conspirators Meeting
A few days later, I was facing the black door of Charles’ lair. I rang the old fashioned bell, bearing the usual offering of chips and wine in my arms, with some fruits for vitamins. The door creaked ominously, opened an inch, Charles’s beak peaked through and Charles whispered: “Password?” I had obviously forgotten all […]
12- The Healthy Dinner
Jimmy’s birthday was soon organized. Aunt Patricia was there, so was Maurice, and there was what, to my untrained eyes, looked like a swarm of kids of Jimmy’s age, hastily dropped off by apologetic parents. The thing only lasted a few hours, so I’m told, yet I’m quite definite those hours each had 60 hours […]
11- Muffin worries me
The walk in the slush with Muffin did nothing to alleviate my fears. She did look tired, and somehow sagging at the corners, and only vaguely resembled the energetic, joyful Muffin I was used to. Her vivacity was all wrong and sounded so fake it was heartbreaking. How did I not notice it before? That […]
10- What’s wrong with Muffin?
February went by before we could say “freeze”, then March arrived and pretended it was January. I didn’t see Muffin much during those months, even though I knew she was still going to the Big Bad Gym 2 or 3 times a week, as she posted a very positive, hyper post on facebook every time […]
9- The Big Bad Gym
A few days later, I was quietly drinking my morning coffee at work when Muffin bumped joyously into my chair to salute me and said excitedly: “Blue, Blue, I did what you said and I found my place: it’s the most amazing gym! You’ve got to check it out!” I didn’t answer at first, mainly […]