After reading the book, Dewy, the story about the cat who lived his life in a library, I said I would not read another book about cats. I cried my til there were no more tears. Well, eat my words, because I was moved again to read another cat book. This one sounds humorous and delightful.
It's Tinker Bell. Every year, we hunt for a Tinker Bell decoration to put on the christmas tree. It's a bit crowded now, but still brings lots of smiles. Would love to read your newest book.
Yes Sara, I also grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania. Summers were great, my friends and I would gather at the school grounds and ride our bikes all over town. Main roads were paved but most were dusty dirt roads. We would ride to the top of the highest hill and see who could ride down the fastest. We carried a stop watch for that occassion. We stayed out of the way of cars and they respected us right back. Winter time those hills were used for sledding. Outside playing was a wonderful way of life.
Thank heaven for second marriages. We lean that there are caring and loving people who never have to raise their fists or voices to get a point across.
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