and we have met before. Yes, I am THAT Timp, the star and guiding brilliance behind my beloved Pet, Mari Donavan.
Our story as I reported it to
L.J. Holmes IN FROM THE COLD, is about to be released from the
MUSE IT HOT side of
MUSE PUBLISHING, INC.
Because of that, and I have a short memory for things I have already shared, I deemed it
wise to come in and refresh ALL our memories. At the end of this I am also going to add the
links to previous postings about my beloved
Mari and our marvelous story so you will be totally
up-to-snuff next month. Don't ever want to be accused of not
cat-fiding enough.
Yeah I know...an amusing play on words. I'm called Timp because I am a bit of
The IMP, and truly live up to my name.
On to Mari...Mari is my adorable one person
adoration party. She gives the best deep body rubs and until very recently I have been the sole recipient of ALL her affection and attention.
We live nicely isolated on our secluded mountain in a rather glorious, space-wise cabin with only one nearby neighbor across the graveled road, Hector.
Hector, before he died, was in his nineties. Mari truly LOVED Hector being in his nineties. In fact she loves ALL men playing the One Way Shuffle with the
Grim Reaper whose idea of seductive undies is strikingly
similar to the pull-ups toddlers wear.
As a cat, who is fastidious about my body's functions, may I just say "ewwww"?
Back to Mari...Mari happily grew
roots here during the past twelve years and even managed to find a way to have an
Internet Business right from her heat generating
laptop. How do I know about the heat generating part? Hey a cat has to keep her butt toasty somehow!
Hector up and died on Mari which really set her into a tailspin...see Hector
willed everything to her, but he rather foolishly assumed she could not manage owning two cabins...Seriously, who did the old coot think was managing
Hector placed a caveat in his will that Mari would indeed inherit the sale price of the cabin, but it HAD to be
sold. She could not circumvent the will and just keep it.
(Don't you just love how I know words like "circumvent'? Humans think cats do nothing much but eat, sleep, and fill up the litter box, but truth is our eyes are closed, our whiskers are twitching, but we are LISTENING...and LEARNING. It's not an accident you humans use the term
"smart cat".)
Mari still tried to finagle around Hector's will by demanding the real estate agent not sell to any man not needing those "ewww" inspiring briefs. However, that little snip of an agent, has her own
canniness, that as a cat, I must admire...as Mari's friend, I must
abhor.
She got Mari to sign a
temporary POWER OF ATTORNEY over to her while we were out in the
wild and wooly west of New Mexico for a month when Mari's son got himself
hitched...just in case a quick sale could be made while we were away.
I don't know if that little
wisecracker KNEW ahead of time she had a sale in the wings...being a suspicious thing, I'm leaning on the side she did, but it seemed like the minute we were out of the State, Hector's cabin sold and not to anyone in adult pull-ups.
Take a look at Elliot Blakely.
We return from our western sojourn to HIM! There's trouble brewing...
MAJOR trouble brewing.
I took this picture of Mari glaring our our front window instead of giving me my rightful
body adorations...(I love your new digital image capturing stuff...it makes us cats photographic GENIUSES!)...but I don't love the escalating snit my Mari is losing herself in.
Let me tell you...things are about to really get intense around here. Mari's threatening to do something that I personally have never heard her say before, so am not exactly sure what it means...except from the tone of her voice, know it
can't be good.
What is she threatening to do?
Jump his bones! Is that like
playing jump rope only using his
skeletal system for the rope?
You all need to get your
hands if your human, finely honed
shivs if your cats, on L.J. Holmes' report of what happens next.
IN FROM THE COLD releases in June 2011.
But before you head on over to the sale page and further detail, let me give you those links I promised you in the very beginning...
First and of course FOREMOST is my ORIGINAL posting. I know a lot of the pictures are the same, but when you've captured the perfect pic, it would be boring to keep trying for it again...
This posting introduces you to ERG, he plays an important role in what is going to happen, so even though he went over to L.J.'s daughter Kat Holmes' blog...everyone is so anxious to make a name for themselves...can you believe it?...You still should check out what he has to say...I guess.
And for a real HOOT, you can go to
Karen Coté's ingenious new animated post, Karen's Chaise Lounge and HEAR L.J. describe Mari's arch-nemesis, Elliot Blakely in her own unique...and trust me it IS unique voice. (While at Karen's site, check out her other talking avatars. I assure you, I keep hitting the replay button on her creations ALL the time.)
Click HERE for the direct sale page at the Muse Bookstore...
Hang on a sec...L.J.'s giving me a message to add...
OH WOW! What a deal...
Between now and the end of May, everyone who leaves a comment gets assigned a number...
a BINGO number. At the end of May, all the numbers will be placed in a
Bingo tumbler and a spinning made. The winning number will win a
FREE
PDF copy of
IN FROM THE COLD the very nanosecond it's released. So
leave comments. It's that easy...and
Good Luck!
This is Timp signing off and going to pester Mari to give me some recently imported French Kitty
Bifteck...for those of you who don't know French cuisine words, that's STEAK! Ooooh my chops are already licking. =^..^=
For all who are having trouble leaving comments, if you wish to participate in the give-away, e-mail me offlist at spatzdkat1212@yahoo.com and in the subject write TIMP-CONTEST and I will assign you a number for the drawing.
