A guest post from Pooh Hodges. He ate breakfast with the toys this morning.
Today I have the pleasure of introducing Pooh Hodges, my supervisor. Most people would say, “my cat.” But, I do not own Pooh. He picked our family at the Humane Society in Wisconsin right before Christmas in 2004. He is the manager of our home, and a writer. He dictates and I type.
Good Morning Dear Friends,
Mrs. Hodges toys have been coming alive at midnight in the month of December.
December is a special month where toys come alive at the stroke of midnight. This month they have eaten eggs. Frank, the lion likes his eggs easy over, and Willow the cheetah likes her eggs scrambled. Bob, the tiger just likes to eat butter. Margaret the giraffe and Edward the elephant like to eat their eggs raw.
Oh yes, what else have they done. They have emptied out books from the bookcase, toilet-papered Mrs. Hodges writing desk, washed the silverware, decorated the Christmas tree, and made Christmas cookies. Last night when they came alive they ate cat food with me and the kittens.
Perhaps the toys were sick from eating all of the Christmas cookies?
Do you like to share? I do.
It was nice to have company this morning for breakfast. We were served a dry chicken and rice complete cat food with a side of water.
The kittens, Nepeta and JR, joined me for breakfast. Charlie wasn’t awake yet. He ate later.
The toys really did come alive. I saw them.
You can trust me. I am a cat, and I am honest.
You have to believe in magic to find it. [Would you like to tweet that? tweet tweet.]
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.
― Roald Dahl
All the best,
p.s. If you toys come alive tonight, please post the photographs on toycember. The facebook page to share the toys adventure this month.
p.s.s Here are the other stories from this month’s adventure:
November 30: On December 1st my toys will come alive.
December 1st: My toys came alive at midnight last night! They like eggs!
December 2nd: My toys came alive last night and emptied my bookcase.
December 3rd: My toys were upset with me last night. They toilet papered my writing desk.
December 4th: I almost caught my toys alive! What were they doing?
December 5th: My toys found the box of Christmas ornaments. They came alive again!
December 6th: How to never grow old
About Pamela Hodges
My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.