The Mystery of Mojo

When it comes to my family, I am the alpha-dog! Not the aggression type of alpha, but that sort of fractured alpha. Loved, top-dog, revered, and always loved by more than the cats are. And when you're alpha-dog, it's a good idea to become a useful one. Because one time, if I weren't alpha-dog, Mojo would've been in huge trouble.

It all started one day when Mojo was prancing around across the living room in the evening. Everyone was asleep, so us animals could do our things. "I think I'm the alpha CAT in the family." Mojo boasted to Madison and I. "That comment is a hoax! I think-er, know, that I'M the alpha-cat in the family." Madison bragged to Mojo. The cats were being quite gregarious tonight. "I can't handle this. I'm going to get out this debate so I can do more important things than complaining and jabbering comebacks at a couple-year old twin kitten!" Madison snapped. And she stormed out the room. She went in my dog kennel, and I followed, I needed relaxing time. However, I didn't feel like sleeping. Mojo headed toward the other room.

"Madison, you cats need to get it together. Humans always just say the same lame excuse when it comes to favorites- 'We all each other the same.' The way I see it, that's impossible. But humans are too independent to change themselves so they'll stop doing that kind of stuff." I said. Madison kust looked at me, a little confused. I just ignored it, and rolled over. Meanwhile, Mojo was meandering toward the back door. "Hey look, the door's opening." Mojo said to himself. "I wonder if Madison is watching me right now, and I just see her that well, no matter how good of eye-vision I have at dusk. So maybe when whoever is coming in comes in, I'll act like I love him, and she'll give up, and admit that I AM the alpha-cat of the family." Mojo also said to himself. Madison and I heard the door open. We were starting to notice it. "Look, shadows!" Madison said. We quietly walked behind a wall near the kitchen entrance so we could see the shadows without being seen ourselves. We saw a large, sort of tall human or maybe human-like shadow picking up an animal. "Mojo!" I whispered in panic to Madison. Then, in his hands, the possible human-like shadow went and carried Mojo outside.

Madison and I looked out a window from the kitchen. Well, we tried to. We couldn't reach the only other window in the kitchen, because the only one had too many items on display on top of the window sill. I got on Madison's shoulders, but I could only see the light on the garage was on. It only lit up when I sensed movement. And I saw that the garage door was open! "Oh crud, Mojo's been abducted! What's gonna happen to him?" I asked in panic.

"Forget that, let's go warn our owners. You take the parents upstairs, and I'll alert the children. It's like risking my life going to see them, but I don't want Mojo to get hurt!" Madison ordered. And with that, we scrambled off to do our tasks. "Don't worry Mojo, we'll help you, just hang in there!" I said in hopes as if somehow, Mojo, where ever he was at the time, would possibly, in some way-just in any way, would sort of understand and hear my message. I was optimistic about his safety. And so was Madison. We were doing it for the love of Mojo. I went to the door that led to the upstairs part of the house. But I realized that it was closed. It was peculiar, considering that the door is left open just in case the cats want to go upstairs during the night. I couldn't reach the doorknob, and even if I could, I couldn't open it, due to the lack of fingers. The same went for Madison. I didn't know what to do, so I silently meandered to the hall. Madison walked out of one of the children's rooms. "I couldn't them up." Madison said," They are just to heavy of sleepers!" Madison said. "Then we're gonna be doing this ourselves." I said.

We decided to become a substantial duet of fellow detectives. We went and tried to think back to the crime's taking place. But we couldn't remember anything outstanding. Then we went to the details. "Okay, I have questions to solve this caper. Why would Mojo be a victim? What for, and why? What is so special about him that would make someone tempted to steal him? Just answer!" I said. "Well, there are tons of bozos who cherish abducting innocent house pets from others' homes. Maybe it was a huge grudge. I just bet you that whoever took Mojo has a pretty supple heart if they try to love animals. Also, maybe Mojo was just playing around with us.

"However, if that isn't the thing that is happening, maybe he was stolen because he was a specific type of cat." Madison explained. "But what traits about Mojo would make anyone interested in him? He loves the outdoors, is very loving, and is a tabby cat, almost about to become a juvenile cat. " I said. "Lucy, that's it! I bet you someone near us wanted a pet cat really badly, and decided to steal a cat. But who do we know who lives close to us, likes cats, wants a cat that is partially teenage, is tabby, loving, and outdoorsy, and doesn't possess one, that knows where live?" Madison asked. "Our friends from a few blocks away must be the burglars. They match all of your assorted discoveries depicting things crime-related." I noticed. "Well, I still think I see the garage light on, so let's get out there and catch that thief!" Madison triumphed.

Inspired and encouraged, Madison went out the back door, now unlocked, and went out into the dark, cold dusk. And that's when we were both amazed, as I came out! "Oh my gosh!" Madison said. "No way!" I cried. We saw Mojo on my green leash that I use for roaming around the backyard whenever my owners stick me out. And then, I saw my Dad, taking out the recycling and garbage bins. "I knew there was SOME logical explaination!" I said. And Madison, Mojo, and I just froze in silence and astonishment, and obviously, confusion!

"I'm pretty sure you're confused." Mojo said. "We are! In fact, we thought that you got kidnapped!" I explained. "No, no, no, you see, the person who came through the back door was Dad, coming home late from work. He came and thought I should go outside, so he put me on this leash, and I've been roaming ever since. In the mean time, he's doing some minor work to surprise Mom." Mojo explained. "Ohhh, so that explains the human-shadow and why you weren't screaming for help!" Madison realized. "Well, now that that's back in order, let's go inside, and all enjoy our peace until it lasts." I suggested. So we all went, together.

And never again would Mojo want to learn a lesson the hard way. That's what happened in this episode. And I assume that the moral he's been taught was this: always scream to alert the American longhair and Cockapoo that something is happening so they don't suspect that he's been stolen. Anyways, after that, we lived happily ever after- once I can find myself a bone to chew on again, anyways....

Brig Kitties

On a perfect summer's day, when birds would chirp and fly in the

cloudless, sunny sky with the green grass growing, I chewed on a bone. Well, I didn't anymore. Fall is now coming, and a fall day, it's filled with clouds. The climate is more cold, and leaves provide humans more work. Well, about the extra work for raking, that's actually good, as long as humans are doing it. But then they wouldn't have enough time to cook steaks to feed to their dogs and they wouldn't have enough time to betraid their cats. But Madison and Mojo and Muffin are with me. So maybe not all of us dogs enjoy fall. But humans are. My brother loves fall because for him, the climate is just right. He has very high durability scores. But there's no time for that stuff. So on one of the ast days of summer, I was just chewing on my lucky bone. It was so fun. Just digging my tough teeth into the outer, yet inner layers of the tasty bone. I hope to rip through it some day.

So anyways, Madison and Mojo came by. "What're you doing Lucy?" Mojo asked. "Trying to get as far away from guys as possible." I said between knaws while knawing my bone. "Can we watch you?" Madison asked. "No." I said. Then, I had an idea. I thought: if those kittens are locked in something like a cage or a brig, then they would regret it and shut up, and stay away from me. It was my best idea yet! Or was it? So I got Madison and Mojo distracted.

"Hey guys, look over there. It's a rare and sacred cat of some sort!" I said. "Cool!" Madison and Mojo marveled. Then, I put them in a small bag. I closed the bag shut tightly and tied with rope. Then I released the cats, but they were released in a brig, where they were locked in. I destroyed the key so they couldn't exit. And with that, I went back to my business. Bag in the brig, Madison and Mojo were struggling to survive.

"Lucy, this is a big mistake! You'd better let us out this very instant!" Mojo yelled. Nothing. "Well, let's just sit here." Mojo said. 10 seconds later, things were boring. "Okay, we have to squeeze out somehow." Madison said. She remembered that cats don't have really good collar bones, and that they squeeze through compact spaces. "Let me try squeezing these bars." Madison told Mojo. "Okay" Mojo aggreed. Madison inserted through the one of the spaces between some the bars of the brig. "I think it's working. Wait- it's working-IT'S WORKING, IT'S FAILING!" Madison cried. Her body got stuck in the brig. Some of her body and her head were stuck out of the brig, but Madison's behind, tail, and hind legs were still in the brig. "I'm stuck!" Madison complained. "Hang in there!" Mojo yelled. "I wish I was free! I dream that this won't again!" Madison cried in a sort of pensive mood.

Mojo tried to push Madison out. "I hear a sound. Some squeaking noise." Mojo said. "Be optimistic about it, because that means I'm getting un-stuck." Madison said in high hopes. Mojo harder. And Harder. AND HARDER. Then Madison was sent falling out of the brig.

"Now, how do you get me out?" Mojo asked. "I don't know, but good luck trying to." Madison said. And she left. "Well, at least Lucy has the key." Mojo said. "I hope so." Mojo then added...

Your Average Geckos, (An almost Completely true story)

Phoenix and Sahara. They are so cool. And I guess that the okay names are, too. Geek and Santa, their old names are pretty cool names. It makes them average, outrageous, and cool. And one time, Sahara really did lay eggs. 2, actually. Phoenix has less spots than Sahara, and is bigger than her. That's a picture of Phoenix right there, in the left corner.

It started when Madison, Mojo and I were watching the geckos. "Ooooooooooooh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I said, just draping myself by the bed nearest to the gecko habitat. I'm not completely colorblind. I can distinguish, gray, white, and black.

I was just relaxing, when all of a sudden, Phoenix bit Sahara, and wouldn't let go. "Crazy reptiles 911!" Mojo said. "How is that possible?" I said. "Oh, it just-is, I guess." Madison said.

Eventually, Sahara started to act weird. "Not normal!" Mojo said, looking at the geckos. Madison and I went to sleep, but Mojo stayed awake to watch the geckos. When Madison and I woke up, Mojo was all bouncy and excited. "IT HAPPENED, IT HAPPENED!!!!!!!!" Mojo yelled. Madison and I just looked at each other." Sahara layed two eggs!" Mojo said. "WOW, that's crazy!" I said. Madison fainted, so she had nothing to say. Sahara buried the eggs.

But still, we have come to wonder- what will happen between that 3 month long development of the eggs? We don't know, but we will tell you, but for now, we also don't know either.

Shaylee

One day, I, Lucy Love, was hanging out, until I heard my owners voice; "Lucy, time to kennel up!" That means that my owners are going somewhere, and I can't go. I overheard em' say a few things:

1. They were going to a relatives' house.
2. They owned a dog. She was medium- sized, wheaten-colored, groomed dog named Shaylee. I wondered who Shaylee was. Was she a dog who was just like that mutt one of my sister's friends used to have, or was she like me? I didn't know. Anyways, I decided to solve my mystery. I got a machine of some sort.

I started text messaging with Shaylee. I typed in: "WHO R U" Meaning Who are you? My reply was: "Shale" meaning Shaylee. Didn't help. So I typed in: "Tel mi!" Means: Tell me! I get this as a reply: "i tld u" Meaning I told you! I decided to just type "Get n wth t" meaning Get on with it! Reply: Good bi. Means Good Bye! Then, Shaylee sent me a "):-(" That meant B-A-D period. So we stopped text messaging. Naturally, Shaylee thought I was a stalker. And that's okay. You can never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever trust strangers. So, I decided to find Shaylee myself.

I asked Mojo to see if he knew where Shaylee lived. He was so SMART that he out SMARTed Madion and I, who hoped that one day we could be as SMART as Mojo to outSMART the SMART Mojo. I got Mojo. "MOOOJOOOOO!" I called. Mojo came to my side. "What is it Lucy?" Mojo asked. "Do you know where Shaylee lives?" I asked. "Yes, I overheard our owners talk about where Shaylee lived. Here's a map I made all about it." Mojo said, and he gave me a paw-drawn map. All I had to do is go near Carter's house, make a few turns, and I'd be there. So I dashed outside and started to run down the path toward Shaylee's house. I ran for tons of minutes. Every 3 minutes, I felt as if I was gonna collapse. But I didn't. I ran for so long, I KNEW I was gonna collapse. But nothing could do. I kept running. Then, I was cold. It started to turn out freezing. I decided that I was near Shaylee's. I looked at the map. And I knew that on my left, was the house of Shaylee.

But first, I saw an empty pond. I knew that I could relax in there. But when I got in the water, it was so cold, I thought all of my bones would pop out. I got out. The combination of wet fur and wind blowing through it, created a very cold feeling. I went in the house. It was medium-sized. "Shaylee?" I suddenly said. A medium-sized dog came toward me. She looked suspicious. I gulped. And then, the dog said: "Who are you?" I was shaking, but managed to squeak out "Lucy." Then, silence. Shaylee finally managed to say: "So, yer' Lucy, eh? I've heard about you, and I wanna know, who are you?" I was a little off guard. "Well, do you, well, uh- Do you know who- who Carter is? Well, I'm his cousin." I said. "Carter, huh? I guess you're safe, here, I'll show you around. " Shaylee said, and she led me outside.

There, was a pond, but it wasn't empty. It was filled with massive, countless koi-like fish. Goldfish, to be exact. "Hey, Lucy, this is the koi-pond, even though these are goldfish." Shaylee said. "Cool!" I said. I decided to take a "dip" and I dove into the water. It was very warm. "Shaylee, you need to try this out!" I said. "Okay!" Shaylee said, and she jumped into the water. The fish didn't seem to mind.

After a little "chill" in the koi pond, Shaylee and I looked around for a little bit. And we chatted. "So, how are things lately?" I asked. "Well, nothing much, and it's been the good life lately. Wanna steal some food? Carter showed me how to steal food the best way ever!" Shaylee replied. Carter never taught me that before. And he never told me that he taught Shaylee how to steel food. Shaylee went under the table. She made the most convincing face I have EVER seen. And she got food. HAM! I did what Carter taught me, and IT got me food. HAM and spinach. Leave the spinach to the terriers. I fed the spinach to Shaylee.

We had a great time, but we had to go later on. At least, I did. "Bye, Shaylee." I said. "See y'all!" Shaylee said. And that's the story of how I met Shaylee. And I hope this dog's future, is great.

Trapped in the Wraths of the Evil Groomer

Today was a big day for me. Madison and Mojo had just chased some rats outside. Now, the kittens were tired. They like to explore the mouse hole the rats used to live in. I wish I could fit in the mouse hole. Madison and Mojo said it was such an amazing place.

I decided to get a drink of water. So I did. And once I enjoy my drink, I'm alarmed. So I get a drink of water, and I hear this: "LUCY-POOCH, TIME TO GO TO THE GROOMER'S PLACE!!!!!" Oh-no! I remember my last visit to the groomer. I was put on a leash, and one end was strapped to my collar, and the other end was strapped to this pole-thingy. I have to stand still for about 45-65 minutes. When my fur-cut is done, I look like a guinea pig! Also, I have to say crammed in this cage until my owner comes to pick me up. I only see mutts and spaniels at my groomers. For a spaniel to be part of my mix, I don't mind, but I don't recall poodles ever being a kind of mutt. Anyway, being a cockapoo, I'm a lucky pooch. At least, I was, and now and I have to go to the groomer's.

So I get in the van to go on a car ride. I poke my small head out the window. The breeze blows through my shaggy, floppy, tear-shaped ears. They blow back. I stick my tongue out and wag my small, stubby tail. I feel good. But not when the car parked. I'm put on my leash, and though I slow down, making me have an awkward gait, I still don't like the groomer. I saw a cat on a leash. That cat was lucky she was a short hair. I decided that if I tugged my leash the opposite direction of the pet store, maybe I would go home! But when I tugged, I realized that not only was I doing that, I was killing myself. It's hard to breathe. The groomer has me survive, and this doesn't. So it's either back to the drawing board after this plan, or back to the groomer after last week. Well, I sadly had to go with the groomer idea.

So I went in. My Mom signs these sheets. Another mutt comes and later, another goes, and I spot a Cavalier King Charles walk towards the fish. Well, I was trapped. I decided to try to undo my leash. Nothing. Then, a groomer dropped her clipping scissors. I instantly grabbed them, and cut my leash in half. And I ditched that room. I ran to the middle of the pet store.

The birds were loud, the cats were meowing, the pooches were barking, and the fish were- uh- swimming. I saw the spaniel exit the pet store. I knew that I had to hide. So I did. I went behind the cockatoo cage.

Somebody walked by. I was caught! Then, I told a cockatoo I'd set him and all the birds free, if they could tell me a safe way out. The Cockatoo just squawked out: "OK" So I released the cockatoos and bishops, and lovebirds, bishops, and finches. I put the fish tanks on carts, and release the tarantulas, snakes, lizards, hermit crabs, tortoises, and meal worms by the ton. And I busted the cages that contained the felines, and the kennels that trap the canines. And we all set out. But the cockatoo told me how to get home. He just told me to go to the groomer's area.

I was reluctant, but did it anyways. So, I got stuck with the "Puppy cut", and in this case, it means I was shaved from paw to claw from head to tail, witch I seem to lack. So I hope Mom doesn't identify me as a bald pooch that was never even seen decency of fur and-well you get it.

But, Mom was expecting this, and I got a freebie car ride. But then, Madison came up to me and said: "Who are you! And what have you done to Lucy! I knew that it wasn't gonna be good, so I just sat on the couch, relaxed, and chewed on a bone.

Being bald-):-C, Happy ending- (:-D

The Madison and Mojo Show

WATCH THE MADISON AND MOJO SHOW!
One, day, I, Lucy was having a great experience of being famous. It all started when I was outside with Madison and Mojo. We were just doing anything a couch potato could think of when he's on a treadmill- just sort of walk around, not doing much. We decided to run around, and then, Madison bounced into Beaumont. He had a shiny black coat. "Hey Beaumont, Wassup'?" I asked. "Oh, nothing much." said the Labrador. Then, a bulldog, a cat, and a macaw came out from from a certain corner. "

Who are those guys?" I asked. "That's the new camera crew I hired. That's Ryan, the Bulldog, Bob the cat, and Rural Banjo-macaw from the Thailand's depth's the macaw. A.K.A, Thailand." Beaumont said. "Well, what are they here for?" I asked. "Maybe it was for you, and the kittens?" Beaumont asked. "Really?" I asked. "Actually, yeah." Beaumont answered. So we all gathered Ryan, Bob and Rural Banjo Macaw From The Thailand's Depths, A.K.A, Thailand.

Madison and Mojo asked if they could do a TV show about them. That seemed pretty ridiculous, but when you're a dog, and you mess around with cats, your preference is to make sure you die, so I just reluctantly agreed with the kittens. I decided to teach Madison some bigger words, because Mojo always uses them, and if Madison doesn't know what they mean it can make us look like a dork. So I just told Madison to translate one sentence. I said: "I'm certain that one of the internal organs that you possess that your cranium cap is infested with let's your life function in a more decent and dignified matter, and is anyways useless when removed from it's proper spot." Madison just stood there. "Hello! Madison! I was saying that your brain, witch is inside your head, let's you do more stuff more easily in life, and you would be an idiot to not have a brain. "SQUAWWK! Brain make life function!" Thailand squawked.

This was gonna be hard. So I decided to teach Mojo little words. "Mojo!" I called. "What! I need some privacy so that way, may fragile, elegant personality can bond with the complicated areas of this show!" Mojo replied. "I just want to teach you unexpanded vocabulary." I said. "Fine!" Mojo said. "Mojo, translate this sentence: Sheep eat grass." I said. "Were you saying that the sheep, a vaguely framed, fragile animal, is an herbivore that uses it's digestive system to digest many pant specimen, such the very common grass type?" Mojo said, wondering. "Yes, Sheep eat grass, that's what I said." I explained.

Next, with Ryan's assistance, I need to make Madison and Mojo look beautiful. "Madison, you'll need some major makeups. So, I just trimmed her fur, fixed her eyes, shined her coat, curled her whiskers, pierce her ears, and brush her face. Then, Madison looked great. I did the same to Mojo. Ryan gave the kittens a bath. "You can't do this! Cat's can die from water! I hate water! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Mojo cried. But he got a thorough bath. Mixing tropical tangerine, Bubblicous bubblegum, Super scrumptious Strawberry, and Fruity aroma shampoos, Mojo smelled and shined cleaner than ever. We mixed Luxurious Lemon, Good grapes, and perfect parsnips shampoos to make Madison alpha- feline!

And now, Lights, Camera................................ ACTIIIIIIIIOOOOONNNNN! And the show began, with all the lines memorized, we started. I help a sign that said: "The Madison and Mojo show! Ep. 1-Cat chase" It started out with Madison and Mojo wrecking the house. I was chasing them. "COME BACK KITTIES!" I said. "Nice voice!" Ryan said, silently. The show kept going on and on. I loved the part when Madison and Mojo were supposed to spill open the dog treats to act as a distraction toward me. This show literally tasted great! At the end of the show, I held up a sign that said "CREDITS: Dog that that was chasing cats-Lucy. Cats- Madison and Mojo, and camera crew- Ryan, Bob, and Rural Banjo Macaw of Thailands Depths. We watched the trape. It came out good.

When it aired, it became a classic. "Beaumont, thanks for everything!" Madison and Mojo said. "Oh, no problem!" Beaumont said. "Let's make a 2nd episode!" Bob suggested. Madison and Mojo just looked at each other. "What's wrong with a 2nd episode?" I asked. "Oh- uh nothing, it's just that- well- WE DON'T WANT A BATH!" Mojo said.

And I knew that this show was gonna be hard, but classic. The kittens still love the Madison and Mojo show!

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.

The Trap

Today, I was just walking around, when I saw something in the living room. It was a laundry basket, being held up by a dry-ease board, and inside was a walnut. I love walnuts. So, I grabbed the walnut, but then, my butt hit the dry ease board, and the dry-ease board fell down. Then, the laundry basket fell down on top of me. It was a trap. I was trapped. Of course, I got spooked and jumped! The laundry basket flew in the air. But who cares? I was free! So I went to sleep. The next day, when I woke up, the trap was set up again. Well, I was smart enough to never fall for that trap again! But what about the kittens. Mojo suddenly came along. I wasn't too surprised if he fell for the trap. Mojo felt like he was in that mood for playing. So when he saw the walnut, he thought that this was gonna be fun. So Mojo started to play around with the walnut, unaware of the trap. But when Mojo had the walnut hit the dry-ease board, and the trap fell down on Mojo. "Mojo, don't fall for that! It's a trap!!" I said. "How do I get out?" Mojo said. I forgot. I know how to become trapped, but I forgot how to escape the trap. "Mojo, I can't get you out!" I said. Mojo was probably scared. Then, Madison came by, and I decided to take advantage of that. "Madison, Mojo is stuck! Can you get him out?'' I asked. Madison decided to help. She lifted the trap, and Mojo was free. Madison and Mojo were still really scared of this trap, and they decided to make a run for it. I studied the trap. Did it harm anyone? Who set it up? And and why is is there? So many of my questions could be listed and go on forever. I left the trap alone, and when I saw it, it was set up again! And then, Madison and Mojo came by. Madison lost her control, slid across the floor, and knocked down the dry ease-board. Madison was trapped. "Ahh!!'' Madison cried. She was so scared. I don't blame her, this was her first time to be trapped. Mojo was scared of the trap, and so was I. "Madison, I'll let you out!" Mojo said. Mojo let Madison out, and ran away. Each time all of us looked away, the trap was set up again, and we kept on getting trapped. So that night, I decided to do some investigating. Madison and Mojo joined me. I didn't see anything. Well, I did see a walnut, a dry-ease board, and a laundry basket. "Mojo, be careful!" I said. But Mojo got himself trapped. He was afraid. "Mojo, we'll help you in the morning." Madison said. So Madison and I retreated. The next morning, I saw Mojo in the trap. He was shivering. "Mojo, I guess we have to get rid of the trap. We'll never solve the mystery, but at least we won't have to worry about the trap." I said. I got Mojo out of the trap, and decided to get rid of it. But I couldn't hide, destroy, or blow up the trap. So it remained deadly until it lasted. So the next day, I went to see that the trap was gone. "Madison! Mojo! Look, the trap is gone!" I said. Madison and Mojo couldn't believe it! "We have to find where the trap went!" Madison said. And as a search mounted, so did the suspicion. But then, it went to the end that Madison found the dry-ease board in the closet, Mojo found the walnut in the basement, and I found the laundry basket in the hall. So what happened? Well, nobody knows yet, but this story will always be a scary mystery to my heart.

Lucy, Madison and Mojo, and the Boating Trip

One day, I, Lucy Love was just relaxing. You know how calm and good it feels. I decided that relaxing was getting too old. Now I needed action. And the only place for action is beach. The opposite of sunbathing and tanning and on a shallow end of the water. Well, I do want to relax, but in an action-packed place. And because the waves were wild, I decided to go on a sailboat in a lake. Before I cold get my sunglasses, Mojo and Madison started to bug me.

"Can I come with you? I'll bring the iPod! And Mojo could carry the life preservers and life jackets and the sunglasses." Madison said. Madison and Mojo wanted nothing but to come with me. "If you shut up maybe I'll think it over." I said. So Madison and Mojo left. And so, just as I said, I thought it over. "An iPod? Life preserver? Life jackets?' I said to myself. I decided that it was worth it. I went to Madison and Mojo. "Okay, as long as you do bring an iPod, Life preservers, and Life jackets." I said. Madison and Mojo were psyched. So we all went to the lake. "We're gonna have to steal a sailboat!" I said. I built a plan. "Mojo, get that boat with the red and blue sail, and have Madison help you. I'll guide you." I said. Madison and Mojo got under the sailboat, lifted it up, and started to carry it all the way to the lake. And when the boat made it in the water, Madison and Mojo each put on a life jacket, and put the life preservers in the boat. I got the iPod, selected the song, "Who Let the Dogs out?'' and then, I got in the boat, put on a life jacket, and the wind blew. The sailboat started to proceed.

I saw that there was a fishing pole and bait in the boat. "Hey guys, we can go fishing!" I said. I turned off the iPod. I put some bait on the hook, and waited for a fish after casting the fishing pole. After a few minutes, I got a bite. ''Real it in!" Mojo said quietly. I started to get my bite, and started to real the fish in. And when I saw my catch come out of the water, I was bummed. "Well, I guess catching a boot is a lot of luck." Mojo said. I got the boot off of the hook, I looked inside to see all of these crayfish, fish, and shell. The boot contained all of the fish and stuff. "Hey guys, look inside the boot!" I said. Madison and Mojo peeked inside the boot. "Cool!" they said. I tried to fish again. But this time, I caught a suitcase. "Cool, a suitcase!" Mojo said. When I looked in the suitcase, I saw a couple of wet pieces of paper. "It's nothing much, but we can store all the fish in the suitcase!" Madison suggested. So we did.

The wind picked up, and the boat floated across the lake, and into the center of the lake. Then, the wind stopped. The sailboat didn't move. "We're casted away!" I said out loud. I didn't want to swim away. What if the suitcase sank? There was nothing to do. Then, the wind picked up. The boat was moving fast, now. But then, I hear Mojo saying: "A rock! We're gonna crash!" I saw a rock in the boat's path. I turned the iPod back on, and changed the song to,"Shake your booty." Then, the boat crashed into the rock, and started to slowly sink. I got the suitcase. It wasn't as heavy as it looked, so the kittens, and while I was carrying the suitcase, swam to shore.

I went home, and baked crayfish, and fish, and the shells were for Beaumont. Well, it was a happy ending for me. The fish weren't as good as the tender tastin' crayfish. All I know is that today was an awesome day!

The Hot Dogs of Addiction

On an ordinary day, I was just livin' it out. On the couch with a bag of potato chips. I was just watching on Animal Planet about how cattle can be turned into meat. Anyway, I was yet again hungry! I had a ginger bread house, a corn dog, and maybe some ice cream. But today, Hot Dogs were the only thing that came to mind. I knew that stealing just one hot dog required major teamwork. So I made some phone calls. I told Carter he would need to help, I told Beaumont he had to help, I even had the kittens help out. Every dog I knew, Sandy, Nina, Betty, Ruby, and even some cats. And then I realized that I invited a mob of pets. Before anybody came, I saw a commercial that was saying,"Do you like hot dogs? Well, go to Billy Bob Joe's House of Hot dogs. We make and store all of our wonderful hot dogs in the Food Safe, so don't try to steel the hot dogs or anything! But come and eat, hang out, and love at Billy Bob Joe's house of Hot Dogs!"

I realized that stealing these hot dogs would be easy with about 19 pets! I even had Willie, Mister, Fuzzles, and Destiny help. And once all of the pets came to my house, I told them about the Hot Dogs. And after that, the croud of animals charged to the Hot Dog area. We all kept traveling until we came by a building. It was a hot dog, with doors, and had a sign in one of the windows that read,"BILLY BOB JOE'S HOUSE OF HOT DOGS." "Wow!" I said. I saw another sign that read, "We are always closed on Fridays, sorry." Friday? Today was Friday. This was gonna be easier than I planned. I shouted out orders, but then I forgot that, when a place is closed, they lock it up.

So then I said,"Wait! We have to get inside!" The windows would fail, the doors were locked, and there was no secret passage. But then I saw a ladder that led to the roof. "Guys, climb that ladder!" I shouted. They did. And so did I. I tried to figure out how to get inside from there. I saw a trapdoor, and when I opened it, I saw a passage way, that looked like a slide if you went down it. After the mob of pets, and me, we went down the "slide", we came out of the slide and landed in a soft pile of food. "Where are we?" Madison asked. It was remarkable how Mister made it into the slide. "We must be in the food safe!" said Mister. There was a huge pile of hot dogs. North, South, East, West of the room, we saw Hot dogs. Now, to steal the Hot Dogs, I gave everybody a sack to put some hot dogs in. Each pet would carry at least one sack full of Hot Dogs. So everybody got to work, including me. It took 4 whole hours to get the hot dogs, but we did it!

We got out of the building, and once we were home, it was dinner time! The Hot dogs were the best I ever ate! And if ever one day, you want a Hot Dog, you'll know the story of why Billiy Bob Joe ran out of Hot Dogs!

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!

The Two Kittens Lose Their Mittens

I admit it. Madison and Mojo have really done it- in the adventure world. Madison and Mojo lost something so valuable, they might get kicked out of the family. Now before we get to the end, let's start at the beginning. Here's how our story begins. It all started with Madison, Mojo and I just playing around. Then, My Dad gave Madison and Mojo something. "Here Madison and Mojo, some mittens for you to 'play with'." My Dad said. "Cool Mittens!" Madison said. "They don't fit on your paws!" I said to those feisty kittens. "But they do fit on our heads!" Madison said. And with that, she put a mitten on her head. Mojo did the same thing with the other mitten. "Morons." I thought. I went over to Dad. Dad picked me up.

"I hope Madison and Mojo are being careful with those million dollar mittens!" Dad said. "Million dollar?" I thought. Then, I realized if Madison and Mojo did something bad to those mittens- they could be kicked out of the house. I squirmed out of My Dad's lap. I went to warn Madison and Mojo. They were on one of the basement stairs, the neon blue- like mittens on their heads. "Madison and Mojo, be careful with those mittens, they're worth a million dollars!" I said. "Cool, let's trade these things in for a MILLION DOLLARS!" Madison said. "Oh no you don't!" I said, grabbing Madison and Mojo. "Look" I said, "unless you want to be kicked out of the family, you can sell those mittens." "Okay, We'll keep them!" Mojo said. I sighed in relief.

So, that night, Madison and Mojo and I got some sleep. I could only sleep for five minutes, because five minutes later, I was awakened by this sound: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH". "I wonder what it is this time." I thought. I went to the living room. The sound was only Madison and Mojo. "What is it guys?" I asked. "Lucy, thank goodness you're here!" Madison said. "Yeah, we lost the mittens!" Mojo said. "YOU WHAT?!" I asked. "Exactly, we lost the mittens." The two kittens said. "We have to find those mittens before dawn!" I said. I started to shout out commands. "We have to split up!" I said, "Madison, go upstairs, Mojo, look in the basement, and I will check this floor." "You mean this-" Madison started. "GO! LOOK!" I demanded, interrupting Madison. Madison dashed up the stairs, and Mojo ran down to the basement. I went to look in my brother's room.

I looked in the closet. I saw dirty laundry, comuter game boxes, and my brother's private "journal", but no mittens. I checked under the bed. Nothing. Same as the bathroom. Well, I found a beverage in the toilet, but that was it. In Sarah's room, all I could find were barbies, or dolls, or stuffed bears and stuff like that. In the dining room, you could find a table, chairs, paper work, and a snapshot of My Mom and Dad at their wedding. I went to check the living room. Nothing. Next place to search, was the kitchen. I looked in the refrigerator and freezer. All I found in there was food, another word for snack. I went and got a chair, and then pushed it near the counter. I used the chair like a stool to get on the counter top. I found a few beggin' strips, and ate those. Then I rememnered what Carter would tell me: "Retracing your steps is useless. Just go look in the places your are 100% sure that the you're looking for is in there." So, I was 100% sure the mittens were in the toaster. Nothing but burned toast. I looked in the cabinets. Nothing but silverware, plates, cups, chips, cookbooks, or cooking aprons. I started to give up. There was only one room left for me to check: the closet. I looked. Nothing.

I went to see how Mojo was doing. He was done with his searching. "All I found was stuff, bags, lint, and 37 cents." Mojo said. "Let's go check on Madison!" I suggested. Mojo and I ran upstairs. Madison was in our parents' closet. "I found them!" Madison said. From a coat pocket, Madison got two mittens. "Alright Madison, let's get it on the dining room table!" I said. Madison placed the mittens on the table.

Then next day, at dawn, Dad was thrilled to see the mittens in good condition. "Well, Madison and Mojo, you're both safe" I said. "Well, I'm happy to still be here!" Mojo said.

I was just glad Madison and Mojo- were alright!

Muffin

Madison and Mojo are two kittens. Their arch competitor? Muffin. She's a full- grown black domestic short hair cat. Muffin's swamp- green eyes give her good looks. Madison and Mojo are not friends with Muffin, but here is a complete story all about Muffin. Well, Muffin is a really timid cat, so she's always hiding upstairs, and that's where Madison and Mojo prefer playing.

Well, our story begins with Me, Madison and Mojo playing hide-and-go seek. I was the one counting. "28-29-30! Ready or not, here I come!" I said. I found Mojo in the closet, but Mojo said he SAW Madison upstairs. "Let's find that kitten." I said. Upstairs, it was quiet. Then, Mojo and I heard paw- steps. "Madison!" I thought. Then, a moment later, I found Madison in her litter box. "Would you be a little more QUIET?!!!" yelled a strictly loud voice. "Muffin." Madison would say, angrily. "Madison, Mojo, Lucy!" Muffin snarled, "What are you doing in my territory?" "Playing." I answered. "Two can play at that!" Muffin said, "I'll show you 'playing'!" And Muffin scratched my face. "OWWW!" I screamed. Madison and Mojo slapped Muffin. "Okay, you guys win, but next time, you might want to stay away from me." Muffin said. Madison, Mojo, and I went downstairs.

"That Muffin has to ruin everything!" Madison said. "If Muffin were to have learned something, it would have to be a lesson!" Mojo said. "Now who's with me!?" "I am." Madison said. "I might." I said. "I'll take that as a 'you DO want to join.'" Mojo said. "Fine." I said. Later on that day, Muffin came downstairs. "Muffin alert!" Mojo said. Madison, Mojo, and I went to hide somewhere in the basement. "Quick, in here!" Mojo said, pointing to the freezer in that's in the basement. 'The freezer?" I asked, "I'll never fit in THERE." Madison and Mojo were already in the freezer. "Okay, I'm coming." I said, reluctantly. I climbed to the shelf of the freezer with the meats. You may think it's cold, but because I have enough fur, I'm warm enough. Madison was fine too. But Mojo had to use an empty cereal box to keep warm. So, Mojo was IN the box. Then, I heard a large "REOWWWW!". "Muffin!" I whispered in fright. "I wonder what's inside the freezer for me to eat." Muffin told herself. She walked closer to the freezer. Madison hid in another empty cerial box, and Mojo got as deep in his box as possible. I hid behind a pile of frozen steaks. Then, the freezer door opened. I dumped all the steaks on Muffin. She was buried in meat. I got Madison and Mojo and fled upstairs. "I'll get you Lucy!" Muffin said. I headed toward Phoenix and Sahara's cage. Madison and Mojo came out of their boxes.

"Good one Lucy, but I don't think Muffin has completely learned her 'lesson'." Mojo said. "Yeah" Madison said. "Here's my plan..." Madison said. And she whispered all this stuff. "Perfect!" I said. That night, Muffin was up and about. Muffin was walking around on the stairs. "Perfect position!" I said. Madison, Mojo and I were at the top of the stairs. We had a bucket full of water. And then, we dumped on Muffin. "AHHH!" She yelled. More was still to come for Muffin. Madison and Mojo got their litter box. And they dumped everything that was in the litter box- on Muffin's body. "Hey-!" Muffin screamed. Muffin was covered in all this sand and stuff. I went and got her cat food. IT stuck to Muffin's body too. Followed by Mom's jewelery, some scum, and cherries. So Muffin was covered in sand- like- stuff, with a gooey green scum disaster and jewelery and cherries sticking to her body. "HELLP!" Muffin yelled. "Well, I think the cat's learned her lesson." Madison said. So, we went to sleep.

And Muffin's lesson was finished off, with a bath the next day. Nowadays, Muffin doesn't really talk to often. I'm pretty sure if she could talk, she'd be confessing, about being mean. But at least Muffin has learned her lesson. And hopefully for Muffin won't be her grouchy self ever- again.

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.

The Ginger Bread House Of Addiction

My sister has made this ginger bread house at girl scouts and it's been on top of the entertainment center since the day it was built. It may be stale, but that ginger bread house looks good. I mean I've started stealing food ever since I was hungry and all I could find was a corn dog. I haven't been eating too many corn dogs. I have been eating meat. Carter, my cousin, has taught me how to steal food. He said I was very "good" and that I'm very likely to steal a whole "store- full of food" in one lifetime. But what really ticks me off is that the ginger bread house can't be touched by or eaten by any of us pets. Madison tried it and Dad caught her. Before Dad could could even touch Madison, she jumped onto the ceiling. I'm trying to eat that ginger bread house. The stale, solid, white icing icicle for the ginger bread house; the gum drop hedges, and the yummy licorice gutters. I'm gonna need help if I'm gonna steal that ginger bread house. Just like the corn dog, I had Mojo be on the lookout, while Madison and I tried to steal that ginger bread house.

So I had Mojo on the lookout for any humans. He came to Madison and I, saying a warning phase! "It's dad, he's coming!" "Act normal!' I said. Madison and Mojo sat on the couch and whistled. I chewed on an average bone, like I normally do. "Madison, come here!" said Dad. He wasn't mad at Madison, he just wanted to pet Madison. Dad's attention was all on Madison. ''Come on, now's a good time to try to get that Ginger Bread house." said Mojo. Madison's new job was to possess distractions for the humans. Right now, Madison was distracting Dad. Mojo and I climbed the scratching post and jumped onto the entertainment center. Mojo grabbed the ginger bread house and jumped onto the Christmas tree. Then and went inside the Christmas tree! He tried to hide the ginger bread house. Then he saw mom approaching. Mojo jumped to the ceiling. Dad let go of Madison. I hid. Mojo accidentally dropped the ginger bread house. It landed- right on the carpet. "Mojo!" I cried. "Quick, get that edible house!" Mojo let go of the ceiling and got the house.

Before he could he could get away with it, Mom caught Mojo. ''Mojo, get off that ginger bread house!" I just chewed on a bone again. Mojo witnessed Mom put the ginger bread house on top of the refrigerator. "It's no use! Mom's washin' dishes and we'll never be able to get the ginger bread house." said Madison. I stopped it with the bone- chewing. The corn dog was easier since my mom just gave the corn dog to Madison, Mojo and I, but this was harder, because I or the kittens are not allowed to have a ginger bread house. Then, I came up with a plan. "Madison, go distract our owners by doing something so cute, they can't stop watching it." I said. ''I'm on it!" Madison said. "Mojo, make sure that no one comes into the kitchen! If a human does, let me know!" I demanded. "Yes , 'Ma'am dawgie Lucy'!" Mojo said triumphantly.


I went and jumped onto the top of the garbage can. It's right next to the refrigerator, so I can use it like a stool. I made a big jump and before I knew it, I was on top of the fridge. I couldn't find the ginger bread house. "Where could it be?" I whispered to myself. Then, I started to dig around. Behind a bag a Doritos, I found some blood oranges. Beneath the pile of Blood oranges, you could find all of these- M'n' M's. "I must be getting close!" I thought. Behind the candy was the ginger bread house! "YES!" I thought. I grabbed the gingerbread house. I started to flee to the basement so I could eat the gingerbread house in a secret place, when Madison and Mojo headed my way. "The humans are coming! Quick, into the basement!" said Mojo.

Madison, Mojo and I ran in the basement, and ate! "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" said Madison. I, and the kittens enjoyed the meal. My owners didn't even catch us! Then I heard a voice from upstairs! "Where did that ginger bread house go!?!!!!" It yelled. "Uh-oh!" Madison said.


What a delightful Monday!

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 Ancient Temple Tunnel of Amazment, Part One

Madison and Mojo are two domesticated, average kittens that have to have too much trouble caused by them. If you just heard a crashing sound happen, you heard Mojo just break my sister's alarm clock. "MOJ- O! screamed My Sister. I you heard a splash, that was Madison who fell in the toilet. (She probably was trying to get the toy gerbil my brother dropped in the toilet by accident, but failed by falling in the toilet!) If you heard an extraordinarily loud "AUUGHHHH!", that was mom yelling at Madison and Mojo. Sounds of mischief are what I use to show how naughty Madison and Mojo are. I'm pretty sure you didn't hear the sounds because, this is just a story that has been typed, not performed.

Anyway, Madison Mojo, one day, were just walking on the ceiling, (from Scratching post), and they fell down. They and I find that fun. Oh yeah, if you are ever scared of your pets climbing the ceiling and falling off, don't just be all "Police? My pet was on the ceiling!'' Well, all your answer from the police will be is: "Yo', ye' might just be losin' yer' marbles!" Anyway, your pet would love falling off the ceiling. Anyway, Madison fell off ceiling on purpose and for the fun of it. But then, when she landed, she made a crack in the floor.

Madison and Mojo could fit throught it. So they went in the crack "COOOL!" said Madison. "What? What is it?" I asked. "A door with an eye on it. It looks old!" said Mojo. "Let me see!" I demanded. I went in the crack. There was a door. "Let's see what's behind it!" said Mojo. Madison pushed the door. Behind it, was a hall, that had unlit torches and ahead a tunnel of darkness. Madison and Mojo ran into the hall. They disappeared once they left into the hall. "Here I go!" I groaned. In the hall, from the dark area, I heard a screech come from Madison and Mojo! They were in danger! I went into the hall to see what the terror was all about.

That's the end of part one!