A Second Chicken Soup for the Soul Announcement!

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 As Logged By:

Agent Rose

 

One day a cat came over

Knowing Mommy'd have food for her.

Next came quite a shock

That hit Mommy like a rock.

 

So she wrote the story down,

While I plotted on the playground.

It's in Chicken Soup on the Soul!

Great, now Mommy's choking on an egg roll.

 
"No way!?  NO WAY!?"
 
I pause in dropping a half eaten apple in a specific hiding spot, one that Mommy's sure to find someday, and check what's going on as Mommy yells then shrieks.  She's done this before, just barely a month ago. 
 
Wait, did she get another Chicken Soup for the Soul?
 
"Look, Honey!  LOOK!  It's arrived.  The latest Chicken Soup for the Soul book!  The Best Cat Ever!"
 
Daddy glances up from his phone.  "Is this that story you wrote long ago?"
 
"YES! The one about the mamma cat that I fed when she came to visit, then she..."
 
SHHHHH!
 
Don't give the secret away. 
 
I go ahead and let the apple fall, right in the perfect hiding spot that I'm sure Mommy will find before next fall.  It's perfectly covered.  That'll make sure it grows nice and hairy.  
 
"That's the story I wrote when Rose and I were at the playground!"
 
"The time that she made you cry?"
 
Hehe...  Haha...
 
I might have!
 
"Debbie thinks I should do a book signing!  What do you think?"  Mommy asks and gets out a menu.  Does this mean we're ordering takeout?  "I've never done one before.  What should I do?"
 
"Uh..."
 
"I'll need to order books and set up Venom!"
 
"I think it's Venmo."
 
"I'll need to call the presses and make Facebook posts!"
 
"Wait, are you seriously considering this?"
 
"OF COURSE I AM!"
 
Mommy prepares to smack Daddy with the takeout menu, but he dodges just in time.  He grabs the menu and heads to the phone, stopping Mommy from making another attack.
 
"What are you wanting for dinner, Rose?"  Daddy coos and shows me the Chinese menu.
 
Are you crazy!?  I want all of it!  The sesame beef, the orange shrimp!  Give me some egg rolls and wontons!  I'll have some hot and sour soup and well!  
 
Thank goodness Daddy doesn't know about my hidden, half eaten apple.  With a sweetly smile, I point at everything on the menu.
 
"Oh...."  Daddy contemplates.  
 
I must go in for the kill!
 
With arms held high, I give Daddy an adorable hug and plop a kiss right on his cheek.
 
"Alright, I'll order a few extra items.  But, these are to share with all of us!"
 
Of course!  Of course!  I'm only a baby.  Does Daddy really believe that I could eat all of that in one sitting?  
 
That crazy fiend!
 
But, not as crazy as Mommy over here.
 
"I've got to make matching bookmarks and cozy slippers!  I'll call the humane society!  I'll make it a donation fundraising drive!"
 
Without taking a second to catch her breath, she's already started posting where to find it HERE, HERE, and HERE! 
 
This woman hasn't stopped talking!  Not once in the hour since Daddy ordered dinner.
 
The table is set.  I'm waiting in my highchair.  When are we eating dinner!?
 
The tantalizing smell is killing me!
 
"I've got to make posters!"  Mommy shouts as she grabs an egg roll.  "I've got to... AHHHHHHHHH!"
 
Huh...
 
Mommy found that half eaten apple sooner than I thought.
 
Well...
 
At least, her foot did.
 
Whoosh!  Mommy goes sliding across the floor.  
 
BANG!  She slams into the wall.
 
"Cough!  Cough!"  She gasps after her bite of egg roll went down the wrong tube.
 
Daddy grabs me and sprints over to Mommy.  He slaps her back to get her to stop choking.  Meanwhile, I spy the other half of that egg roll.
 
Do you think she's going to eat that?
 
 
Upcoming Log:  A Diabolically Comical Phone Call
 

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