Fur-miliar Felines by Harper Lin

Author:Harper Lin [Lin, Harper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harper Lin Books

Santa’s Village

“You are going to look fantastic,” I told Treacle as I put a small headband with reindeer antlers on it on his head.

“This is so embarrassing.” He meowed.

“It isn’t. It’s fun. Get in the holiday spirit.” I scratched underneath his chin. “You will probably be the most handsome pet there. After I put on your bowtie.”

“A bowtie?”

“Yes. Look.” I held up the deep-maroon collar with a lovely velvet bowtie attached. “It’s beautiful. It’s not tacky or loud. It’s a very respectable tie, and I have one to match.” I held mine up for effect.

“Are you wearing antlers too?”

“Well, I wasn’t planning on it, but now that you mention it, that might not be a bad idea.” I shrugged. “Bea, Treacle thinks I should wear the antlers, too. What do you think?”

“Well, I’m not sure since Peanut Butter and I will be winning the contest. I don’t know if it will make a difference what you do.” She smirked.

“Did you hear that?”

“Well, it looks like it is on.” Treacle pushed his head against mine as I looked him in the eye.

Treacle came with me to the Brew-Ha-Ha. It was hard for him to adjust to staying inside when the weather got colder. It wasn’t a horrible day. The sun was shining, but the wind had kicked up, and that sent the temperature to the low thirties, just a whisker below freezing. I’d promised Treacle he could go out on his own before quitting time and I’d meet him at the house so he could get a little fresh air and run today’s cabin fever out of himself.

But for now he was content to let me dress him up as he lounged on the window ledge, looking out onto the bustling sidewalk.

“Bea, your mom is here,” I announced, waving to my aunt through the window. She looked as if she had to use the bathroom badly.

“You aren’t going to believe this.” She huffed as she burst through the front door, setting off the chimes attached to the hinges. “I stay away from the newspapers. You girls know that. But have you seen the Wonder Falls Bugle?”

Of course I hadn’t. To be honest, I didn’t care to read about the new statue in front of the library or how the women’s auxiliary was having their annual Winter Dip for the Polar Bears of Wonder Falls to take a swim in the frozen, man-made lake a couple miles out from downtown, or the editorials complaining about parking at the post office.

“We usually don’t get it at the house until after noon,” Bea said.

“You have a subscription to the Wonder Falls Bugle?” I teased.

“I like to support the locals.” Bea pouted. “I’ll bet you didn’t know there was a new sculpture in front of the library. It’s of Timothy Monroe.”

“Who in the world is Timothy Monroe?” I griped.

“I don’t know, but it’s a beautiful sculpture. Very lifelike, and you know how much I love bronze statues.”

“Would you two quit your babbling and listen?” Aunt Astrid pulled the crumpled newspaper from her beautiful satchel made of a red Indian tapestry.

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