Madison, Mojo, and Patrick

(PATRICK-------->)

Well, man, I now know my life has been crazy. I've walked around the block during the cold, helped a cat with opera, gone in Michigan, and even Indiana, and now, had the kittens done the craziest thing ever known in the history of the cat!

It all started on a perfect Wednesday. The kittens were just hangin' around, while I was just chewing on the sofa. I drank once or twice from the toilet. Then, our owners came back from a certain errand. They said that they were going to the pet store or something. How was I supposed to know about what they were doing? They came back with a small, hollow box with breathing holes on each side. The small size-the breathing holes-the creature-like scent-there was something inside. And then, someone pulled out- an old cage? What was filling it with bedding all about. And when they opened the box, a small hamster emerged.

Madison and Mojo said that he was black and white, and that was nice because I lack color in my eyesight. It was a hamster, like said, and his name was none other than- "Patrick." "Hey-let's go look at the hamster!" Madison advised. "Okay!" Mojo said. And they ran off. Then, I remembered what Madison and Mojo did to the fish. I knew I had to stop them- so I ran off. I jumped on to my brother's bed, witch was the location of the hamster cage. "You kittens can't handle caring for such a fragile creature." I said. "Hamsters bite all the time anyways." "But we're hungry!" Mojo said. "I know what you two are up to- and that's trouble, no good, and trouble." I said "Besides, you cannot eat him." I said. "PLEASE!?" Mojo asked. "NO!" I snapped. "Also you can't even get access to him-his cage is securely shut." I said. "We'll show you, right Madison?" Mojo protested. "YEAH!" Madison said. This was a war between pooch and feline.

That night, the kittens played a dirty trick on me and Patrick while I was sleeping. They opened Patrick's cage-and let him go. But then they got in a deep sleep, because this took place 5 hours after midnight. But that morning, a terrible thing happened. Patrick got his way into the empty water pipes. "Hey, where's Patrick?" I said. I noticed that there were little footprints in the dust that is near the only way into the water pipes. That's how I knew Patrick was in the pipes. "Who should get our lunch-I mean brunch- I mean 'hamster!'" Madison asked. "Well, maybe we should rule you out because you want to eat the thing!" Mojo said. "Maybe I should rule YOU out, too, because you also want to eat him!" I snapped to Mojo. I knew that I could maybe fit in those pipes. But if I was the only one who wanted a successful rescue, then I should risk getting stuck in some stupid pipes.

So I squeezed myself in there. Down, down, down I went in a steep pipe. I finally landed. Dust flew everywhere. I heard Madison and Mojo's voices, echoing. "Let's go in the other water pipe entrances and see if we can find Patrick before Lucy does!" Mojo said. After I heard Madison say "OK", they set off. Those stupid cats. I should have known. I started to try to hurry up. "Patrick!" I called. I saw dust prints. "DUST PRINTS!" I said. I started to follow them. But I heard a voice. "HEY, look, dust prints!" Now, I knew I had to do something. But then, I saw Patrick, under my feet, in a hollow pipe under me. There was a small crevasse where I could fit my paw to grab Patrick. Soon, I grabbed him. Then, he bit me. Patrick's hamster species possess a tendency to usually redundantly bite and be mouthy. And hamsters have sharp teeth. So even though it hurt, I held tight. I jumped up another pipe. It was like an elevator. I found a pipe that went across,(in a left direction, where the pipe is going this way: -------->.)

Now the kittens would never find me. "Hey, look, maybe Patrick's up there, in that pipe that smells a lot like Lucy." A voice said. "Ohhh, I should get moving!" I quietly said to myself. I carried Patrick in an almost completely light grip.He was squeaking, and moving and struggling in my mouth. "Okay, okay you stupid hamster, I'm going as fast as I can!" I ran out of the exit, bumped into the wall, and ran back upstairs.

After I ran back upstairs, I put Patrick back. I made sure that it was cat-proof by putting a ton of layers of blue duct tape, put ropes around the cage, and even put on 14 and a half locks on it! Then I put Dreadlocks on it.

Soon, Patrick was safe, there was no doubt about it. But the kittens were gonna come out. So I blocked their only exit by nailing some wood on top of their exits. Well, at least Patrick was safe. But then again, I hoped the kittens could find their way out...

Rats!

(THE RAT!!!)

When we think about rats, we consider them as those brat-like rodents
that are furry and spread diseases and have those hairy pink and long tails. Well, rats are all of those things. And what if you had 40 trios of rats living in your house. With 120 rats living in my house, I have never considered rats the same way ever again.

It all began when Madison and Mojo were playing with the scratching post. Madison was on top of the scratching post, and when Mojo tipped over the scratching post, Madison came to her fall. "OWWWW!'' Madison said. "Are you okay Madison? It looks like you landed on something!" I said. Madison DID land on something. Madison got up. I saw what she landed on: an extra sharp, extra thorny, really healthy cactus. Madison landed on a cactus. "How did that get there?" Madison asked. Mojo and I shrugged.

We hoped it wasn't anything related to the trap. I looked around to see what or who had to do with this. I saw a long, pink tail, stick from under the couch. It wasn't Madison and Mojo's pink cat toy that was a mouse. The tail was thick, and looked way too real. "Uhhhh- Madison! MADISON! I think you have to see this!" I said. Madison AND Mojo saw it. "A RAT TAIL!" Mojo said. Then, we saw a rat scamper from under the couch. Then, I saw 119 more rats come from under the couch. They ran into a hole in the wall. "That must be where the rats live!'' I said. "We can't relax knowing that there's a mob of rats living in the house. There's 40 trios of those rats. We cannot live in a house with 120 RATS INHABITING IT!" Mojo yelled. "He's right! Come on, we're gonna make those rats move!" Madison said. Madison set up as many mousetraps as possible. But the rats were smarter than they looked. They didn't fall in any of the traps. "Come on you stupid rodents!" Madison said. "Maybe you need to be quiet, ya' know, just like fishing. "I will then, but those dorks that live in radioactive mouse holes will never fall for it!!!" Madison said. And they didn't. Now I was a little impatient. "RATS!!!!!!!" I finally yelled. I didn't care if the neighborhood will kill me for my racket, those rats are to blame. "Just how do we get those rats out of the house?" Mojo asked.

I noticed one of the mouse holes. It gave me an idea. "Madison, Mojo, spy on the rats! You can just squeeze in the holes, and we could communicate with walkie-talkies!" I said. ''Okay, this better just work!" Mojo said. He and Madison grabbed walkie-talkies, and went in the mouse holes. I took a peek. Madison and Mojo disappeared in the darkness. I tried to talk into the walkie-talkie. "Madison, what do you see?" I asked. I got a reply. "Mojo and I are in a skinny catacomb. The floors are wooden, and Mojo saw some cheese, and some spider webs." Madison said. I was hoping this was a good plan. Was it or was it a dorky plan? After 5 minutes passed by, Madison talked to me again. "We have located the rats, what do we do now?" I heard. I had an idea. "Madison, do you remember the way you came from?'' I asked. "Maybe, why?" Madison asked. "Just chase the rats out of the mouse hole, and chase them out the front door. I'll hold the front door open." I said. "Okay, we're on it!" Madison said.

So to recap, my pan was sort of simple. Chase the rats out of the mouse hole, and then chase them outside. Anyway, I held open the front door. 2-3 minutes later, Madison and Mojo were chasing a mob of rats. The plan was working.

Then, I started a coutdown.

"3" The rats were near the open door.

"2" Any second now!

"1" The rats are in front of the door!

"0" the rats ran outside. I didn't close the door until those rats were really far from here. "Yes! Those rats are finally gone!" Madison said. We were all glad.

Then, the phone rang. It was Ruby. I heard her say ,"LUCY, RESCUE ME! THERE ARE 40 TRIOS OF RATS IN MY HOUSE!" I sighed. "Here we go again!" I said.

Friday, The 13th!

(THE BROKEN MIRROR! 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Today was an ordinary day. I wake up, and look at my Brother's calender. He had some things marked on the calendar. Spring Break, some TV shows he wants to watch, and even when Girl Scouts was founded. I saw that today was Friday. But then I saw that the date was, "FRIDAY, MARCH, 13,2009." Okay, Friday the 13th" this is really bad stuff. It got My Brother real good since, in his life, has broken 2 mirrors. I hoped I wouldn't do this. But knowing Friday the 13th, anything is possible.

I went to Madison. She was hanging out with Willie the Toucan, Mister the giraffe, Fuzzles the lemur, and the now, non-rabid, Destiny the chicken. Destiny was talking to Madison. "Is it a-um-Fox?" asked Willie. "What are you guys doing?" I asked. "20 Questions." Madison said. You see, we were all hangin' out by the kitchen window, and that was when I leaned on the window with so much force, I fell right down the window, outside, landing on the driveway, and almost dying.

Willie and Destiny ran towards me. "Willie-howwwww nnnnniiiiccce toooooo seeeeeeeeee yyyyyyyyyyyouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" I said slowly. "You don't look so good!" Willie squawked. "Youuuuuuuuuuurrrr rrrriiiightt, IIIIIIIIII donnnnnnnnnnnn't ffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllll toooooooooooo goood!" I said. Then, I closed my eyes. "She's dead!" Destiny cried. "This is just too sad!" I didn't know this, but they took me, and buried me. They thought that I was dead. But when I came too, I was like,"What the heck?" I saw a root, and then that's when I found out I was buried alive! I managed to dig my way out.

When I was above ground, I was covered in mud, dirt, and earth worms. Plus, I couldn't see behind all of this dirt that was on my eyes. So I was running around. Into my house. "The ZOMBIE!" Madison yelled. I ran around, and I tripped on a worm that fell to the floor. I slid across the floor, and I slammed into a mirror. It shattered, just after I got out of the way. Mud few everywhere, and worms covered the bureaus. I was covered in few mud by now, but I broke a mirror. Oh, my luck. "Madison-Mojo!" I cried. "DIE ZOMBIE, DIE!" is all I heard, and somebody wacked me with a bat, because they thought I was a zombie."Guys, I'm alive, I am not a zombie, I swear to the inner interior of the interrior of my crossed heart!" I said. Silence. "I believe you!" Madison said.

So the bad luck was over. And hopefully, so was Friday the 13th!

Mojo's Ice Cream Chaos

HE'S SO UGLY, HUH?(RIGHT)

Another day again. Tonight, I felt sort of- hungry. I wanted something besides chicken and small amounts of meat. Like how about meat and gravy with 367 chicken nuggets burned to a crisp and maybe 34 burritos with honey inside it with cheese and lettuce and 2 tomato slices. I told Madison and Mojo just how hungry I was. Madison understood me, but didn't want to get , me any food. But Mojo risked it.
Just like the ginger bread thing and the corn dog thing, we split up. Only this time, Mojo had my job as getting the food. Madison and I had Madison and Mojo's jobs. It was up to us to let Mojo know if any humans were coming. We just didn't know what
kind of food we were aiming for. So I made Mojo be in charge of that. Madison and I stood in the dining room.
We heard footsteps. It was my brother. We ran to the kitchen. "Mojo, HURRY!!!!!" I warned. Mojo gave me the "I've got you, don't worry 'bout me!" sign. So I looked back, to find my brother in the kichen. He got a bag of potato chips, and left. When my brother left, Mojo came out of the hiding place he was hiding in, the garbage can. I saw Mojo chose ice cream. Mojo ran to the living room, and he tripped on a barbie that my sister just placed on the floor. The ice cream box opened, and ice cream landed on Mojo.
"Mojo, you're covered in ice cream, can I lick your body and help 'clean the ice cream off'?" Madison asked. I knew Madison just wanted the ice cream, but I managed to not speak at all. Mojo did get caught. But he didn't get in trouble.

And someday, I wonder if there will be a picture of Mojo covered in ice cream and Mojo isn't looking at the camera and the pictture would be in the middle of the internet. Like now!

Everyone Loves Madison

Madison is a cute cat. She is so fun to have have in the family. She trained me, rescued me, helped me, talked with me, and gave good examples for life. Madison is truly witty. I don't know what would happen if Madison got separated from my family.

Anyway, this story begins with Madison and I just sort of, you know, talking, hanging around, you get it. "Fuzzles, Willie, Mister, that's just one animal illegal to have in the house way too many!" Madison said. "Give those animals a chance! They've only been around for a couple of weeks!" I said. Then, before Madison could say, "Oh those animals will get a chance- THE CHANCE TO BECOME DEAD STEAK!", the doorbell rang. My dad answered the door. There were two people with tuxedos and dark black ties. These guys were wearing brown, opaque sunglasses. These guys also had a cunning hairstyle and on their clothes had the word "BODYGUARD"! These guys must have been bodyguards with a tall man with short hair and a blue suit with a yellow tie. A guy just like this stood in front of his bodyguards.

"We're here to find a wanted cat you have!" said one of the bodyguards. "Yes, a Madison." said the other bodyguard. "This cat, Madison, is the president's cat, and it's in this house!" said The Man With a blue suit, short hair and a yellow tie. "Madison? What do you mean?" asked Dad. "Madison is famous. Anybody want a ride in the first class limo?!" asked the bodyguards. "SURE!" Dad said. Mom, dad, my sister, my brother, Madison and Mojo, Beaumont, and I all went on the limo. "Thanks for bringing me along!" Beaumont said.

One of the bodyguards gave us four animals some beacon and steak. "This is pet heaven!" I said. 12 steaks later and 24 beacons later, I was so happy. Beaumont, Madison and Mojo were full too. The limo stopped at a building and the guy with yellow bow tie, Sean, went in the building with Madison. He returned with a magazine. Madison was on it's cover. The magazine said "The CAT- alog! Madison Found!". Madison was famous. The reason was because this was George Washington's cat, and Madison was that cat. Madison had lived for quite a while, and she hasn't known. After the limo ride, Madison showed off her new outfit Sean got her.

The next day, Madison was on the newspaper! She had her own comic too. It was called "President Kitt- inn!" The comic had an inn with Madison as George Washington's assistant. Madison and Mr. Washington are basically employees at this inn in Pennsylvania Road. Madison was a big hit. Mojo and I were sick of it. Madison boasted Mojo and I had no attention.

"How can we prove Madison is NOT George Washington's kitten?" I asked Mojo. "George Washington's kitten has a birthmark, shaped of the USA!" Mojo said. "If Madison doesn't have that birthmark, she'll never be famous again!" Mojo said. Madison didn't have the birthmark. "I do too!" Madison said.
''Do not!" Mojo said.
"Do too"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"QUIET! MADISON! MOJO!" I said. "Madison, Mojo is right, you may have only been famous for 2 days, but you must let it go!" "Fine!" Madison said. She confessed and that was the end of her being famous.

Oh yeah, President Kitt- inn is still around.

Short adventure, but a long experience.

Willie's Lemur

Today, I was hanging around with Willie and Mister outside. "Lucy, I have a gift for you!" Willie squawked. "ANOTHER gift?" I thought. Mister was enough, what did was it now? Willie opened up a cage, and out of it came a lemur. "A lemur?" I asked. "Yeah!" Willie said. It turns out the lemur's name is Fuzzles. Fuzzles seemed like a cute name. Fuzzles was way better than Mr. Giraffe. I went to look at Fuzzles. "Hi Fuzzles!" I said. "Hi Lucy-Pooch!" Fuzzles said. 

I let Mister, Fuzzles and Willie into the house. Fuzzles turned on the TV and he watched the news. "Our weather today is 100% thick fog!" The weather man said. "Fog, that can't be good!" I cried. I looked outside. I couldn't see a single thing but light. Probably car lights. Fuzzles must've never seen fog before, because the first thing he did, was go outside. In seconds, he disappeared. "This can't be good!" Mister said. 

Madison came in the room. "Mister and that insane bird again!?" Madison asked. "Yes, plus a lemur loose in the foggy neighborhood!" I said. "Another?!!!!!" cried Madison. "Not again!''  "I'm going to go find Fuzzles!" I said. Madison must've been so angry, she came with me. Madison has never been outside before, so to her, it was gonna be a true adventure. It started off when Mister bumped into something. 

Because I brought a flashlight, I could light the way. In the flashlight's light, I saw Mister had bumped into a tree. In that tree, I saw Fuzzles. "There's Fuzzles!" Willie said. He flew up into the tree where Fuzzles was, and Madison and I climbed up the tree. Mister could see everything in the tree just by standing. Well, I think you know what I mean. When I got up to Fuzzles, I tried to catch him. I failed. So did Madison. Fuzzles ran from out the tree and deeper into the fog. I shined the flashlight at Fuzzles. He headed into a neighbor's bush. Then he ran over some  nearby railroad tracks. Willie, Mister, Madison and I followed. 

Over the railroad tracks is a road that leads downtown. "Where could Fuzzles be now?" I asked. "Look! He's over there!" Madison said. Fuzzles headed down the road that lead to downtown. Then, Fuzzles was in downtown. Madison, Willie, Mister and I followed and went in down town too. Fuzzles went in all these crazy places. Then, he went inside the library. "Not the library! We'll never find Fuzzles now!" I said. "Maybe only one of us should go look for him in the library." Madison said. "I can't do it!" Mister said he was too big, and Willie wasn't elusive enough. So that meant I had to go into the library. So I did. 

I spotted Fuzzles go into an elevator. I saw that elevator close, but the other one was avalible. I went into that elevator. I saw that Fuzzles headed to the 4th floor. So I selected the 4th floor, and the elevator proceeded. Shortly, the elevator doors opened. I saw Fuzzles behind a bookshelf. "Fuzzles. Come. Please! PLLLLLEEEEEASSSSSSSE!!!!!!!!!" I said. Fuzzles went down some stairs that led to the 3rd floor. "Come on Fuzzles!" I said. I couldn't find him. "I'm doomed!" I said. Then I thought that maybe Fuzzles was in a different part of the library. I went to see if Fuzzles was on the floor I started at. Sure enough, he was. "FUZZLES!" I said. 

Fuzzles went out of library to where Madison, Mister and Willie were. Madison caught the lemur. "I have him!" Madison said. As soon as we got Fuzzles home, Willie, Fuzzles, Madison, Mister and I rested. "Well, it's time for Fuzzles, Mister and I to go!" Willie squawked. So, he, Mister, and Fuzzles went out into the fog. "Bye!" I said. 

"That was insane, but a little fun!" Madison said. "Oh," I said,"it's always fun with a lemur being involved!" "Whatever!" Madison said. She just went for a nap. 

I wonder when I'll see Fuzzles again. I hope it's sometime soon at least.

Phoenix and Sahara

Our family has never been the same ever since they gotten geckos! Two of them. Two desert dwelling, spotted, and crude leopard geckos have found their way into my family. Sure, my mom hates feeding these guys crickets and hearing some examples of disgusting things the geckos can do. For example, geckos lick their eye balls to keep them clean. Or, that geckos eat and digest crickets and meal worms. But anyway, that doesn't mean that geckos can cause TOO much chaos to the family, can they? Well, it did one day. My mom and my sister were looking at the geckos. I meandered around the house, since nobody was paying any attention to me. The geckos had names too. Their names used to be Geek and Santa, but such names didn't suit my brother, the new owner of the geckos, too well. I mean, if your name was Geek, would you be to amused? I doubt it, so my brother changed the names to Phoenix and Sahara. These geckos were nocturnal but didn't make too much noise. You have to feed them every other day. I don't really know why, but let's just say that our story begins with Madison playing with the scratching post.

"Mojo!" I called out. I was looking for Mojo. He was by the gecko cage. "MOJO!" I yelled. "What is it Lucy? Did the next door Yorkshire terrier steal our mail again?" said Mojo. "No, actually, I was looking for you!" I said. "Why don't you bring Madison here!" said Mojo. I did. Madison jumped onto my brother's desk to where the geckos were. I jumped on the desk chair to get a closer ''look'' at the geckos. Phoenix was sleeping. Sahara was getting ready to sleep. Madison and Mojo jumped on top of the gecko cage.''I wonder how much trouble would be caused if I held Phoenix!" Madison said. "No! Don't!" I cried. But it was too late. Madison got ahold of Phoenix. Phoenix made a sound, the one you hear a Cayman do. Then Phoenix bit Madison. It hurt for Madison. "Phoenix, get him, he's running away!" I yelled. Mojo was reaching for Sahara. I pushed him off the desk and into the garbage can. I closed the gecko cage before Sahara could escape. Unfortunately, Phoenix was loose in the house. Madison and Mojo and I had to get Phoenix before my Mom noticed he was gone. The gecko could even lose its tail. "How am I gonna find a fragile animal in the house!" I cried. Mojo came up from the garbage can with an apple core on his head. "Let's just look for him!" he cried.

Phoenix left my brother's room and into the bathroom. "Hurry, if Phoenix falls in the toilet, he might drown!" I cried. But Phoenix was in the sink. For a desert dwelling reptile, a sink isn't the best place to relax in. Phoenix ran out of the bathroom before Mojo could reach him. "Oh- no! Phoenix is heading upstairs!" Madison said. The ustairs level of the house is so messy, you couln't even find a magazine in the mess! Phoenix slowly jumped to the top of the stairs and headed towards the closet. Madison and Mojo and I followed Phoenix. We couldn't find him. "Phoenix won!" I sadly sighed.

Then, Phoenix peeked out of the pocket of a suit, attached to a hook! "Madison, Lucy, look, it's Phoenix! In the coat pocket!" Mojo said. "Now's our chance to catch Phoenix!" I said. But the minute Phoenix noticed the kittens and I, he jumped out the pocket and back downstairs. Madison, Mojo and I quickly ran after the naughty gecko. When Mojo got off the stairs, he jumped, slid on the floor- scooping up Phoenix right in his paws! "Mojo," Madison said as she got off the stairs! "nice catch!" Mojo went to put back Phoenix. Madison and I tagged along. The minute Mojo put Phoenix in his cage, Sahara got free. She ran out of my brother's room, to the dining room, and into the kitchen.

"Now Sahara's loose!" I cried. "Come on, let's go!" said Mojo. Madison led the way, and I was behind her. As Mojo followed me, he said he couldn't see the gecko. Once Madison, Mojo and I got to the kitchen, Mojo saw a pile of lemons. He jumped to the top of the counter and dug in to the lemons. The lemons fell off the counter and tumbled and rolled all the way to the kitchen floor. Lemons were all over the place. Beneath the lemons was Sahara. Sahara made a run for it into the basement! "These reptiles never give up!" I thought. Sahara ran down the basement stairs. Mojo, Madison and I chased the gecko into the basement. The basement has cobwebs all over the place. Our family is "redecorating" the basement, so the floor is gray, hard, and carpetless. Not many items of beauty can be found. Finding a gecko in this basement could be impossible.

Anyway, Sahara managed to get to the top of the washing machine. Sahara hid in a small box on top of the washing machine. Quickly, I picked up the box that Sahara was in. I made sure she didn't escape. But, Sahara jumped out of the box, and to the back door. My Mom opened the back door, and Sahara ran out the back door. "Oh- no, anything but that!" I cried as Sahara ran on the back porch. My luck was bad, because, Sahara escaped outside, and it was winter! Madison and Mojo couldn't go outside, but luckily I can.

I was let outside, and I undid my leash. Sahara was a desert animal, so she probaly won't survive if she's outside for too long. I didn't have too much time, so I looked in the snow. Nothing. Then, I noticed Sahara. She wasn't in the snow, but she was in the driveway. My dad's car was coming in the driveway. The car had a 99% chance of running over Sahara. I quikly dove toward Sahara. I slid on the icy driveway, grabbed Sahara, and slid off the driveway and into a pile of snow. I hoped Sahara was in good condition. "Please be healthy, please be healthy, please be healthy, please be healthy, PLEASE BE HEALTHY!" I said repetitively. Sahara was in good condition and shape. She looked healthy too. I went inside, and put Sahara in her cage before my owners could even notice that either geckos escaped. Luckily, my owners still haven't found out yet. Madison and Mojo were lurking on top of the geckos' cage.

I watched Phoenix and Sahara go to sleep. All the gecko chaos was over. So, yes, geckos can be trouble, but you should always be careful. For geckos, it's better safe then sorry. I think Phoenix and Sahara will be a great addition to my family.

The Ancient Temple Tunnel of Amazement, Part 2

We left off when I was in the temple tunnel and Madison and Mojo screamed in terror. I went to find out what all the chaos was about. Madison and Mojo were scared of these scorpions they found, crawling on the floor. "Don't be that afraid, they're just crude arachnids! I said. "No, it's not the scorpions, it's this!" said Mojo. He pointed at a cave with an actaul tomb in it! It was open! Inside it were rubys. "Don't be to scared, at least there are some rubys!" I said. Madison and Mojo ran into the cave. I took the rubys and admired their shine. The rubys were so shiny, they lit up the cave. I found Madison and Mojo standing in front of a pile of gold. "Lucy, look at the pile of gold we found!" said Madison. Madison and Mojo dove into the pile of gold. Madison found some emeralds she seemed to admire. Mojo found some amethysts he seemed to admire. "I'll hold on to those gems of yours!" I said. 'Thanks!" said Madison and Mojo. They gave me the gems, dove into the pile of gold, and started to swim in it. When they were done they said "Let's explore deeper into this tunnel." Behind the pile of gold was a golden door. "Let's go behind this door!" said Mojo. I pushed the door and it opened.

Behind it were stairs. "These stairs are steep!" said Mojo when we started climbing up the stairs on top of the stairs was yet another door. I pushed it and it opened. Behind this door, was a hall with a dinosaur skeleton in it! "What's a T-rex skeleton doing in here?" asked Mojo. "I know, this place creeps me out!" I said. Madison was climbing the skeleton. "Get down!" I whispered. "You come up here. And you too Mojo!" said Madison. So, Mojo and I climbed up to the T- rex's skull. I started to chew on it. Chewing bones can be a fun activity. "Why are we up here?" I asked Madison. "I see a door on the ceiling!" said Madison. Madison jumped up to the door's doorknob and twisted it. The door opened and Madison climbed a ladder that was behind the door, and disappeared. Mojo and I did the same.

On top of the ladder, was a platform with stairs. Madison had started climbing the stairs. Mojo and I followed. On top of the stairs, was a hall. It was filled with art. "Cool," said Mojo, "The Mona Lisa, the other famous paintings! Replicas of them are all... HERE!"

There was another door! Behind IT was, a hill made of grass. The hill led to a hole that was in Beaumont's backyard. "What the heck?" asked Mojo. "Where was that tunnel from?" asked Mojo. "I built it!" said Beaumont. "You? But why?" I asked. "For a secret hideout!" said Beaumont! "Oh! But why does it lead into our living room?" I asked. "So I could visit you more often! Okay, you can go home!" said Beaumont. So Madison, Mojo, and I went home and lived happily ever after!

THE END!

The Scratching Post

Madison and Mojo are cats, so they like the scratching post. As we know, scratching posts prevent cat's claws from growing too big. Madison and Mojo use the scratching post every now and then. One time, the scratching post led to an experience I hoped, to everyone else, would be perplexing to the extreme.

Thus began when one day, Madison had to use the scratching post. "I need to use the scratching post Mojo!" said Madison. "Give it!" "No way, I'm using it!" said Mojo. "Madison, Mojo, please, please, PLEASE calm down! It's too harsh to argue over such a little scratching post." I said. "Please, go away!" said Mojo. He slapped me in the face. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" I said. "OK, I'll leave you alone!" I said. Madison was so enfuriated. So, she climbed to the top of the scratching post and stood on the top of it until Mojo was done. But then, Madison weighed down the scratching post and it fell down. Madison landed on the floor and there was a great SQUAT! "Ow!" Madison groaned.

Everyone was alright, but the scratching post was broken in two. "Mojo, Madison, what the heck did you do?" asked My Mom in shock. Madison and Mojo stared at each other in guilt. "I'll have to take this to a repairer and see if they can fix the scratching post." said Mom. "Thanks for forcing me to hide!" I said to Mojo. "It proves I didn't do anything to the scratching post!" Mojo rolled his eyes in anger. "We need that scratching post!" said Mojo. After last night's party and the kittens having no sleep, the kittens were grumpy.

One week later, the scratching post came back. It looked like it was before. "The scratching post is back Mojo!" said Madison. "Here we go again!" I thought. All this scratching post chaos made me thirsty. So I got a drink from the toilet. Unfortunenty, Madison caught me drinking from the toilet. "Ewwww!" said Madison. I was mad. "I'm attacking your scratching post Madison, your mean!" I said. Madison ran toward the scratching post. I tried to get there first. Madison and I then lost control, and started to slide on the floor. We couldn't stop. And then, we slid into the carpet. Madison and I were still forced to slide. Poor Mojo was scratching on the scratching post. Madison and I crashed into him and the scratching post. Madison was pinned on the floor, since I was on top of her. Mojo was on his back. "Madison!" growled Mojo. I wasn't too psyched, so I just went back to drinking from the toilet.

The next day, the scratching post stood tall again. The kittens were sharing it this time. "Why couldn't you share before?" I asked. Mojo thought about it. Then Madison meowed out a dorky answer. "That's a trick question!" she said. Madison went back to scratching on the scratching post. I decided to scratch on the scratching post too, so I did. When I did, my claws fell off. "OWWWWWWWWWWW!" I screeched. "Lucy, scratching posts ain't for pooches!" said Mom.

My Mom assumed my claws would grow back. They did.

Then, one Sunday, I saw the kittens climb to the scratching post, and on top of Mom and Dad's entertaiment center. My sister's gingerbread house got feasted on by Madison and Mojo. After that, Madison and Mojo jumped from the top of the entertainment center, and to the top of the christmas tree. Because the christmas holiday was coming up, the christmas tree was up, and Madison and Mojo climbed up it. Madison and Mojo jumped from the top of the christmas tree and gripped onto the ceiling. Then, they started walking on it. Two kittens on the living room ceiling and walking on it. Crazy, but seemed fun! I tried it too. I got onto the ceiling, but then I fell off. "That was FUN!" I cried. I did the same thing over and over: falling off the ceiling. Who knew scratching posts could be so helpful!

The reoson I don't want to have everyone know about this story, is because, they might try it and get in trouble. My owners don't care if I or the kittens do this, but some other pet's owners might not prefer it. And it wouldn't be kind to get pets in trouble.

The moral of the story though, is that, well, scratching posts can cause chaos, but they can bring up FUN! The end, see you when I'm done falling off living room ceilings!

When it's Night, The Animals Party!

When my owners go to bed, and when they are completely asleep, Madison, Mojo and I party till- our owners wake up. So that's what I'm gonna do tonight, like all nights. First, I have to make sure I get plenty of sleep, so I have enough energy for the party. Tonight's party is gonna be so fun! Tonight, Madison, Mojo and I are inviting friends to the party. Madison and Mojo have feline friends. The cat, Leon, is in Beaumont's family. Another one of their friends are two cats that my mom's mom owns. Their names are Bell and Cocoa. Their coming for a party tonight. That's pretty much it.

My friends include, Beaumont, 3 dogs that live a few doors away from me,(Sandy, Betty, Nina), and then there's this dog named Ruby. She lives five to four blocks away. I have other friends such as Chase the sheltie, Charlie the golden retriever, and those are all the friends I can pretty much think of. All of our furry animal friends we invited were coming at 11:30 tonight. So when my owners went to bed at 11:29, Madison, Mojo and I got everything ready. Sixty seconds later, the living room was ready for a party. We had a disco ball, loud music, refreshments, (which Madison stole from the refridgorator), and lights.

We changed the channel on the TV to Animal Planet. The guests came up. First guest I saw was Leon. "Leon, glad you could make it!" said Mojo. "Of course I could make it, I live next door!" Leon said. "Oh, yeah!" said Mojo. Beaumont made to the party second. "Greetings Black Lab dawg" I said to Beaumont. Beaumont gave me a high "paw" and went to eat some cookies. Then Charlie, Ruby, Chase, Betty, Sandy, Nina, Bell, and Cocoa all came up. "Welcome to the party!" I yelled. "Let's get it started." shouted Betty. "OK!" I said.

Madison danced with Leon. "I feel 4 years longer. I haven't done this ever since I was your age Madison!" said Leon. I also invited Carter to this party too. I wonder where he is. Then, he came up. "Hi Carter" I said. Carter joined Mojo, Nina and I just to talk. "And then, the massive man made invention exploded, making thus a lesson for Eva!" said Carter, talking. We were talking about lives and how our's went. Anyway, Nina told Carter and I about this scary "ghost story" and how it would give us nightmares and blah blah blah. Then I told Carter and Nina about my life, and how this event would happen, and anyway, Nina, Carter and I kept on talking and chatting. I noticed Bell and Cocoa and Charlie were watching Animal Planet. "Up next, another episode of the new series"Animal Dung History!" said the TV guy.

"I wonder how the Beaver's dung can look at dawn!" said Charlie. "I know! This show is SO facsinating!" said Bell. "I'm gonna get some buns with butter, let me know when the Tide and whatever commercial is over!" said Cocoa. She got 4 buns with butter and munched on them. Beaumont squatted on the couch like a couch potato. He was eating some candy Madison found in one of the food storing cabinets. "Good stuff! The animal dung history series is so incredible." said Beaumont. Madison and Leon were dancing their fur off while Nina talked to me and Carter about "Copyrighted Novels!" I was bored and Carter was snoring. Nina may be a husky, but she has boring things to talk about. A LOT of boring things.

Meanwhile, Sandy and Chase were playing. . . . Checkers! Chase was winning because he won 4 checker games in a row. Sandy finally managed to win a checkers game.

On the "Dung History, Bell marveled at the show while Cocoa purred at the show. Charlie wagged his tail like a strong breeze was being created because the tail was wagging so hard and you know. Carter and I were done listening to Nina talk about "Tragic Curtains", so we went to watch The History of Dung. Nina went with us, and watched the TV too.

The disco ball Mojo set up that was hanging from the ceiling shined so bright, Leon danced his entestines out. "Man, it's almost time for me to start getting some more candy." said Beaumont. It was also 3:36 in the morning. Soon, all the pets were watching dung on television. "The dung beetles roll up the gazille dung into a dung sphere as we all know but what do the dung beetles do with their own dung? Well, the same thing happens to it just like what will happen to the gazille poop: the dung beetles use it to add to the pile of dung they make to lay their eggs on! On the next episode coming up, the dung beetles will give birth! And on that same episode, the Elephant dung and how much can be found." said the narrator from the TV.

This is an awesome party!" said Mojo. We were all out of refreshments. Anyway, my owners woke up at 6:30. During that, the dung series got better and better and better! At 5:40 in the morning, all of the party guests left, and the place got cleaned up. The room looked like there wasn't even a party at all! "What a party we had last night!" said Mojo. Madison and I couldn't agree more. Our owners would never catch us cats. But I think I could be wrong. "Where is all the food? Why is the couch hairy?" yelled Our Owner. Madison, Mojo and I hid. "Oh my gosh I must be losing my marbles!" said Our Owner. The kittens and I sighed in relief and before that, we sighed a big "PHEW!"

Animals can always outsmart their owners. Well, I have to go. Episode 46 of the dung series is on! The name of the episode: Fish and grouper dung! Just know that, if your a human, don't worry, your pets will never get caught by you. Wait, that is, if you have a pet. Just know, THE DUNG SERIES IS ON, SO GET TO YOUR TV AND START WATCHING IT!

Witty Kitty

Madison and Mojo are so fun to have in my family. Madison seems to be pretty smart. Mojo eats eats fast and messy, while Madison, eats slowly and neatly. Madison bathes herself with her tongue. Mojo bathes in mud. I think Madison is smart, and takes her time. She uses big words too. Some such as amity, meander, bewilder and more witty words.

One morning, Madison, Mojo, and I, were eating breakfeast, when of course Mojo started to eat fast and messy.
"Mojo, don't eat like that!'' Said Madison

Mojo ignored Madison and did what he did best when eating- eating fast! I ate as fast as Madison. Madison finished her food the same time I did.

"What took you 2 so long?" Asked Mojo once Madison and I approached him. "We were eating the correct way!" Said Madison. She was frustrated at Mojo. "Madison, Mojo take it easy!" I said. "Never!" Said Mojo, refusing.

That afternoon, Mojo snuck outside and got a basket full of mud. Madison was bathing herself the right and clean way! Mojo took his weekly mud bath. When he was done Madison avoided him. "Ewwww!" Said Madison. "I'm getting far away from a clean cat like you Madison!" cried Mojo.

Madison came to me to tell me"That Mojo needs to be taught a moral!" "Patience is a virtue?" I asked. "No! That's the one Super Man needs to learn!" Said Madison."Mind your manners! And I know how to convince Mojo how to learn that. Mojo went to take another mud bath. Before Mojo got into the mud again, Madison replaced the snail slime with shampoo and soap! Then, Mojo came out cleaner than he ever had looked.

"Madison help, I am squeaky clean!" Cried Mojo. "I'll help- once you learned your lesson!" Said Madison "Always say please and thank you?" asked Mojo. "No! Mind your manners!" Answered Madison. Mojo just walked away. "I think Mojo HAS learned your lesson." Said Madison.

I just lied down on the blue lounging chair which I call The Blue Chair. Mojo was using his manners. Then Mojo chewed the head off of one of the stuffed animals in the living room. "Here we go again!" Said Madison.

A Walk Around The Block

I, Lucy the dog, love exploring and marveling the nature and world around me. Sometimes, exploring and marveling the world around me can get me into trouble. It usually happens to me. But the trouble I get into is only caused by accident.

But this story begins on a cold, fall night. I was staring out the window. Every 1- 2 minutes, a car or any vehicle would pass by. I was just doing that normal window thing hat some house cats like to do in the morning. The two family kittens MY family had were named Madison and Mojo. Madison was just grooming Mojo. Their normal thing they do every night. I LOVE walks. Then, I heard my dad say "Lucy, time to go on a W-A-L-K walk." I ran toward dad. He strapped the leash on my doggie collar, put my coat on, and started walking around the block.

I started to get used to the cold wind bewildering me, but I tried to make good use of it, witch, I couldn't. The summer compared to my coat of fur is pure torture. It's COMPLETELY hot. So, I am lucky it is getting colder. And then, it got SO cold, the pink coat my dad put on me, was starting to fail. And because it was night, it was really cold. It was like air from Antarctica managed to male it to Illinois, my home state. "Hold on Dad, I need you to jog so we can get home faster, and before I become frozen solid. Then Dad started to jog. Even though humans can't understand dogs like me, Dad started to do what I asked him, when I asked him. Then, Dad reached the other side of our block. By now, I was freezing. Then Dad started to go home. Once I was by our back door, I was shivering.

When I went in the house, I told Madison ALL about how frigid the world can be. "I got in trouble by being too cold- my next door neighbor, Beaumont, avoided me because I was shivering to much and it really bugged him," I said to Madison. "Sounds horrible,"said Madison. "Trust me, it is," I said back. At least I didn't go frozen solid!