Music time!

Good evening! Dis is Bart!

And dis is TJ! We’re writing together again!

Bart: Dat’s right! And guess what we’re writing about????

TJ: Daddy’s 70s countdown!

Bart: You see Daddy always listens to these old songs counted down again. Honestly, a little embarrassing.

TJ: Dere’s this song called ‘Margaritaville!’ What does that even mean?

Bart: I think da guy was getting drunk.

TJ: Stwange title.

Bart: And then there was dis weird song called ‘Christine Sixteen’

TJ: Dat sounds naughty.

Bart: I think it is silly.

TJ: Den he had the Star Wars theme.

Bart: I like that song. I liked R2D2.

TJ: I guess. Better than dat streak song.

Bart: And dat song ‘bout an undercover angel.

TJ: Why does an angel need to be undercover? Dey can fly, right?

Bart: Look at dis one, TJ! A barracuda! A song about a barracuda! Singing about fisshies!

TJ: Daddy’s music is so weird, Bart.

Bart: How about dis song TJ? Do you wanna make love? Or do you just wanna fool around?

TJ: Dat’s the same thing, Bart!

Bart: Daddy’s music is so embarrassing. If you other doggies are in the same boat, be patient.

TJ: And howl whenever da songs come on!

Bart: Well, dat’s it! We will see you next time!

TJ: We love our daddy, even if his music is dumb.

Mad Mabel by Sally Hepworth

Hi everyone. Welcome back to Meet Me at the Bookshelf! *Sassy wavy paws!

Today I am reviewing a book called Mad Mabel by Sally Hepworth.This book is a stunning mystery doused with a deeply twisted family tragedy. Brutal twists and turns galore keep the pages turning, which include a tiny, twice -rescued Chihuahua named Nugget.

The story centers on a woman, now called Elsie Fitzpatrick, living a quiet, nondescript life in a community neighborhood in Australia. Like most communities, this one has nosy neighbors, fantastic dogs, single moms, and kids that pester older adults.

The story’s star, 81-year-old Mabel, currently lives discreetly under a different name. She and her pal, Daphne, prefer quiet days and instead are being annoyed daily by both Nugget, a yappy Chihuahua owned by Ishaan, Mabel’s 93-year-old next-door neighbor and nemesis, and the seven-year-old kid across the street, Persephone.

Persephone, notebook ready, crossed the street one afternoon. She stated she needed to interview an elderly person for her school project. She approaches Elsie and announces that she feels Elsie is 167 years old so she has chosen Elsie for the interview. Daphne, Elsie’s friend, is thrilled that someone else will be interviewed.

As they try to conduct the interview, the dog next door, Nugget, is seriously carrying on and loudly yapping, and her owner, Ishaan, lo-and-behold does not come out to quiet her.

Persephone, still trying to finish her assignment, casually states she thinks Ishaan is dead. Elsie asks when anyone last saw him.

When no one can answer, the 81-year-old Elsie hops the wall, and after scraping her legs on the wall and hobbling into the house, she sadly finds him deceased in the home.

Nugget stops barking.

Mabel Waller, the youngest person ever convicted of murder in Australia, may have killed Ishaan, according to a neighbor, though the police refused to take Nugget.

The tale is off and running.

The book goes back and forth between the life of Mabel the child, who lost her baby sister to polio and whose mother walked off a balcony to her death, and Elsie the adult, who is lonely and misunderstood.

It is beautifully told.Her mother’s sister, Cess, took Mabel in and raised her in her mother’s mansion while her absent, wayward father gallivanted around. Mabel is not popular at school and is teased and bullied constantly.

A turn of phrase alerts her at school that it is in fact her dad that tells vicious stories to the neighbors about Mabel, calling her Mad Mabel, ruining her reputation, and making sure she has no playmates. Mabel feels devastated.I understood Nugget was sent to Mabel for a reason after Momma read me the sad parts of her past. I was pretty sure Mabel was a kind and honest person.

Mabel houses Nugget, given that shelters lack space and the dog trusts only her. The police interviewed Mabel twice and seemed afraid of her.

They took one of her shoes for DNA evidence. I informed Momma that they could take both. When I eat a shoe, Momma tosses out two shoes instead of giving me the second one. Nerve that!

The police imply Mabel killed Ishaan. The word is out and several picketers arrived in the neighborhood to hassle Mabel.The neighborhood is now bustling with activists, news vans, and criminals. Persephone’s apparent father suddenly attempts to mingle with them multiple times before he tries to get into his kid’s home.

Mabel, with Nugget supporting her, approaches the man for a conversation. She called the police to no avail.

Mabel tries to get the picketers to leave her alone and leave her community. No one will help. A pair of YouTubers contact Mabel and ask to do a documentary, finally giving her side of the story. With no other choice but to clear her neighborhood of the activists, she agreed.

Mabel then watches the child at her home while Persephone’s mother works at night.

The story moves back and forth between the past and the present. Gorgeous, lyrical, and moving.

Momma had leaky eyes, and I found a Crocs chew to munch while she read to me.

I give this book five paws up!

It will make you think about judging others, innocent victims, and crime. Read it for a great time.

We wuvu u and we will see you next time for Meet Me at the Bookshelf.

*Sassy wavy paws!

Quote: Joseph Wood Krutch on Cats

In The Desert Year, Joseph Wood Krutch explores the plants, animals, and changing seasons of Arizona’s Sonoran Desert. Look, the place may seem dry and empty, but it’s packed with life if you bother to pay attention. With curiosity and humor, Krutch shows how living things survive, and what they might teach people while they’re at it.

Da Nerve: A Column by Sassy

Have you ever wondered why all the good stuff is hidden under a hard shell? Like watermelon? Let me at it! Yum. Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Ooze! Ooze who? Ooze a good dog! Bahahah. Wuvu. Da Nerve!

Why do peeps have to blow their noses? Super loud and messy, if you ask me. Dogs and cats don’t do it. Not ever. Get with it, humans. Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Defense! Defense who? De Fence has a hole in it and that is how I chased the bunny! Da Nerve!

Do you ever stop to think what people did when they saw an eclipse back in the 1500s? Must have fweaked Em out! Lots of running around. Thinking it was all over! Hee hee. I just napped through this one. Da Nerve!

Knock knock. Who’s there? Leash. Leash who? Leash you could do is take me for a walk! Da nerve!

Why is it OK for peeps to wake us up to go to things like the pup daycare, or da vet, but it is not OK for us to wake them up for walks and hugs? Da Nerve!

Knock knock. Who’s there? Eileen! Eileen who? I leaned over to pet the dog and fell off the bed. Da Nerve!

Kissy Noses and Deeper Thoughts

Kissy Noses and Deeper Thoughts

Do you ever wonder what the point of an eclipse is? I think, nod, nod, it is like a windshield wiper getting the snow out of the way so Momma can drive. No wait. Would that mean we would get wiped off the planet? Mmm, Deeper Thoughts.

Do you ever wonder where birds go at night? I hear them chirping in the morning, but never at night. Kissy nose.

Of all the animals in the world, why did the raccoon get opposable thumbs? Birds ask this all the time. Deeper thoughts.

Bart’s Answer

Good evening everyone. Dis is Bart. Last time out my brudda TJ had some fun with me. Now it’s my turn!

TJ: Oh, what are you going to say?

Bart: TJ, what do you do when the thunderbolts come?

TJ: Well

Bart: You get sacwwed! You run awound barking…like dat will make a difference to God.

TJ: It might!

Bart: Uh huh. And then TJ twy to act like Mr Toughhie dog to the big dogs around us.

TJ: I am defending our home, Bart.

Bart: TJ, the other doggies are laughing at you.

TJ: Dey are not! I am like Rocky! Dey fear me.

Bart: You more like Daffy Duck.

TJ: Stop dat!

Bart: And then you are such a fussy eater! I eat anything Daddy gives us. But you, it has to be special!

TJ: I don’t eat just anything, Bart.

Bart: TJ, it’s all doggie food. And besides,. you twy to eat the froggies outside

TJ: I am a carnivore.

Bart: A what ovore?

TJ: Carnivore! King of the beasts!

Bart: As long as da beasts are under 25 pounds.

TJ: Knock it off, Bart! I might just go solo!

Bart: You needs me, TJ.

TJ: Sure I do…every dog needs a mascot.

Bart: Hush! Well, everyone, we hope you have liked these last two columns. We have gotten things off our chests.

TJ: Next time we write together again! Bart, what should we write about?

Bart: Grass: How should you eat it?

T: OOOOOOOOh

Bart: See you next time, everyone!

Alfie Book Review: The Land of Neverendings

Alfie book review

I’m Alfie and here’s the latest From The Toybox..

Fitz (@Fitzfindsjoy) has been reading a lot of teddy bear-related books. He has recently finished one that he wants you to know about.

It’s called ‘The Land of Neverendings’ and it is by the late Kate Saunders.

The Land of Neverendings is a fantasy novel about a girl named Emily who grieves the death of her sister, Holly, by connecting with her sister’s favorite teddy bear, Bluey, through a magical world of talking toys.

The book explores themes of loss, grief, and imagination as Emily discovers the magical world she created for her sister might be real, but the barrier between worlds is becoming dangerous. Magic infiltrates humanity, manifesting sadness, violence, plus criminal acts within the Land of Neverendings.

It really is a wonderful story, but it deals with some heavy subjects like death, loss, and grief.

The story became even more poignant after reading the author’s explanation of what inspired the story.

Until next time…