STINKY PETE SAVES THE CAMPING TRIP

Stinky Pete stunk like a skunk when he was afraid! …And now with all the strange noises in this cruel Other World, his polka-dots began to hop up and down all over his body!  And he was beginning to give off his stinky odor!  There was even a green snake dangling right beside him, hissing and trying to attack him.

…then he met Edward.  Edward and his Dad were on a camping trip when they discovered their lake was covered in green slime and yucky brown foam!  And there were no fish in the lake! Maybe Stinky Pete could help.  There was magic in his tail! 

Edward always believed in Magic.  This fishing trip with his dad was going to  be magical. 

Stinky Pete was a "fraidy kitty".  And now with all the strange noises coming from every part of the forest, well, that only made him more afraid.  He was only eight weeks old, and now the world seemed scary.

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Chapter One

Stuck up a Tree

Stinky Pet was an itsy bitsy kitty.  He was hungry and dirty, but most of all scared. 

He had entered into the Other World. This was the world his dad had warned him about.  “Never, ever cross over the rainbow bridge!  There are wild animals there who will eat you,” his dad would always scold him.   But Stinky Pete hadn’t listened. So here he was, in the Other World, and nothing would ever be the same.   

He crossed over into a different world.  The forest was dark and spooky with lions and tigers and alligators. And he became scared.  A brown tiger with black stripes had chased him up a tree.

When he was afraid, Stinky Pete gave off a strong odor, just like a skunk.  He remembered what his mom had told him about controlling his fears and his dots.  Stinky Pete was a polka-dotted kitty. His little itsy bitsy body was covered with colorful dots of every size and shape.   When he became really scared, his polka dots would start jumping up and down on his body.  And he was really scared now.  If his polka dots jumped high enough, they would go crazy and start re-arranging themselves in different places all over his body.  He never knew what his face would look like after the dots re-arranged themselves.  It was always a surprise when he looked in the mirror.

And then it happened.  Stinky Pete couldn’t control it once it started. It started, slowly, at first!  Then faster and faster, and stronger and stronger the odor became.  Until it was the strongest odor anyone could imagine, even Stinky Pete.  He was horrified. He could not control his dots. The dots jumped higher and higher .   They looked like jumping beans.  Those colored dots bounced from place to place all over Stinky Pete’s body.  Stinky Pete was frightened. The tiger took one whiff of Stinky Pete and ran away as fast as he could run. 

Stinky Pete clung from the branch of the tree with his white and green paws, digging his claws into the tree for dear life.  He stayed up in the tree all night meowing and meowing.  He stopped now and then to call out for his mom and dad.  But Stinky Pete knew that he was alone. He remembered what his mom had told Stinky Pete. “Breathe in and out. Take slow, deep breathes when you are feeling scared. Then you will relax you, and your dots will calm down. And the odor will go away.”

So Stinky Pete breathed in and out…in and out… in and out… trying his itsy bitsy best to stay calm and brave as he clung to the tree branch. 

 He was little, and he had never heard such animal noises in his whole life. His

stomach started to rumble which added to the night sounds.  He was cold and getting tired of hanging on to the tree branch.  He was scared he might fall.  And it was a long way down.  Why hadn’t he listened to his mom?

 M-E-O-W, screamed Stinky Pete in his loudest voice. But nothing came out.  Stinky Pete was afraid that he would never see His World again. And it was all his fault!  He should have listened to mom. “What will happen to me?” he wondered as he clung to the tree for dear life.

                                         

                                                     

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PUMPKIN PUSS SAVES THE BIRTHDAY

Lily’s Mom had promised her a kitty for her seventh birthday.  But there wasn’t enough money for a kitty or a party with her friends.  She would have another birthday next year.  She knew someday she would find her very own fur-ever friend.    

Pumpkin-Puss was an itsy bitsy kitty, and he was frightened.  His entire body was stuck in a large green bottle with only his head sticking out. Cars whizzed by him. He didn’t dare move! Would he ever see his Mom and Dad again?

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                                                  Chapter One

                                              Stuck in a Bottle

 Pumpkin-Puss hadn’t eaten in so long he couldn’t remember how to eat.  He was stuck in a large green bottle with only his head sticking out.  His orange fur stuck to the insides of the bottle and his fluffy tail was flattened, squished tightly beneath him.  The harder he tried to move his body, the more pressure he felt.  He was unable to move even one paw.  So he stayed perfectly still. Pumpkin-Puss was patient.  He knew he shouldn’t move even one muscle for fear some animal would eat him up.

 Cars came whizzing by!  Main Street was one of the busiest streets in all the town.  Pumpkin-Puss had never seen a car before.  He had never heard the noise cars made when they went whizzing by.  The loud beep, beep, beeping reminded him of the ducks in His World. But in His World there were no cars. Meow! he cried, hoping that this was a bad dream.

Meow! said Pumpkin-Puss again.  He knew he wouldn’t be heard over the

busy traffic.  M-E-O-W screamed Pumpkin-Puss in his biggest kitty voice.  The sound of his own voice scared Pumpkin-Puss. His Dad taught him to never give up! Pumpkin-Puss could hear a thump, thump, thump.  It was the sound of his own heart beating faster and faster.  He was cold.  He was tired.  He was hungry.  But above all, Pumpkin-Puss was scared. Would he ever see his Mom and Dad again?  

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FLIBBERTY JIBBERTY SAVES THE SLEEPOVER

The fourth in the Rainbow Kitty Series, Flibberty-Jibberty was an itsy bitsy kitty who made one mistake and ended up in the scary Other World.  A spider captured him in a sticky, gooey spider web and was about to eat him! 

…Only Julia could help! She was the youngest of three sisters and about to have her first sleepover ever.  But her two older sisters were planning to ruin it!  She would run away to her secret underground hiding place and take Flibberty-Jibberty with her.  Will Flibberty-Jibberty use his magic to help Julia?

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Chapter One

Julia was the youngest of three sisters.  She was about to have her first sleepover ever.  Her two older sisters, Sophia and Olivia, were planning to ruin it for her!  Julia was not about to let that happen!

Flibberty-Jibberty was frightened.  He was an itsy bitsy kitty who made one mistake and ended up in the dark and lonely Other World.  Only Julia could help!  And he would work his magic to help Julia!

Flibberty-Jibberty came tumbling across the Rainbow Bridge, landing head first into a pile of chicken feed!  Before he even knew what had happened, the itsy bitsy kitty found himself being pecked by six hungry chickens looking for lunch.  And Flibberty-Jibberty was sitting smack dab in the middle of their food, with seeds covering his fur and ears. 

 Meow! shouted Flibberty-Jibberty in his best effort to free himself from the pile of seeds which buried him.  “Pluck-pluck! pluck! pluck! Get out of our food!” shouted the angry chickens, all six of them!  The noise was deafening.  They pecked at him from all sides.

Meow!  Stop!  Flibberty-Jibberty managed to crawl through the chicken coop door, and creep on kitty paws silently out into the backyard.  He came across an old, orange, alley cat with a bad attitude. 

“Meow! Can you help me please?  I am lost!” said Flibberty-Jibberty in his most polite voice, as his mother had taught him. 

“Meow! Pawsitively, No Way!”  said the orange alley cat in a low angry growl.  His right eye was missing, and he looked ferocious!  He was the neighborhood bully.  “This is my territory.  No other cats allowed.  Not even little scrawny ones like you!” And he strutted right up into Flibberty-Jibberty’s face and hissed.  His mouth opened and a foul, fishy odor knocked Flibberty-Jibberty   onto his back hind legs. 

“Meow! I’m sorry!  It’s just that I’m lost! And the chicken’s tried to peck me to death.  I’m afraid I don’t have any friends, and I don’t want to get eaten by the other animals.  Will you protect me?  Meow!  Please?”  Even in danger, Flibberty-Jibberty never forgot his manners. Everyone in His World said “Please,” and “Thank You,” unlike this Other World, the one his mom warned him about. 

“Pawsitively, No Way!” said the alley cat in his gruffest voice. “Go now!.  Before I eat you for supper, myself!”  And the orange tabby with one eye stood tall on his hind legs, casting a large shadow over the itsy bitsy kitty. 

And without looking back, Flibberty-Jibberty, slithered toward the open cellar door at the far end of the yard.  Flibberty-Jibberty had a special talent for sliding on his belly, and all the kitties in His World came from far and wide to take lessons from him.   He got his name, when, as a baby, he would slide away from the others and Flibberty- Jibber up and down hills. That was the word he used for sliding on his belly almost anywhere he wanted to go!

                                                CHAPTER 2

                                                     

                              

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