Saturday, 10 February 2018

A New Path



It's Sunday Selfie time.... 


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This weeks selfie is part of a training manual I am preparing for young princesses. In this shot I am demonstrating the correct way to take a repast and maintain ones modesty.......


A wool duvet in pink, whilst desirable, is not a requirement. Although plenty of practice time is MOL.  

If you have any modesty tips to include in the book, please forward to me in a plain and modest sized gold envelope, and address to Erin the Cat, Princess. C/O The Palace, Middle England, UK.



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............... and now it's Sunday Story Time!



It was with much, much sadness this week, that we heard of the passing of two great friends to us all,  Mr Jack Freckles of the 'Meezers Mews and Terrieristical Woofs' and  blog, and Sister Kit from the 'Brians Home' blog.

Todays post is dedicated to them both, and we send many purrs and prayers and much love to their family, to help them heal their hearts.....






This weeks story is...................... A New Path.



The long winters nights had taken their toll on Erin's enthusiasm. She resigned herself to the fact that winter couldn't be rushed or otherwise coerced into departing any sooner. She had even contemplated burning more wood to start a local global warming effect and kick start spring. The thought of Mrs Hudson wielding an axe was however sufficient to put paid to that idea.  Of course if she had chopped down any she'd be planting many more in their stead to ensure the palaces carbon footprint was neutral.

What this carbon footprint was, she wasn't sure. She certainly hadn't on her many daily trips around the estate hunting, and visits to mice in need, come across and strange carbonised tracks. She duly surmised that you only get tracks if your carbon footprint is so heavy it leaves a mark on the grass. Ergo, she thought, the palace must be doing OK. But then it occurred that she didn't want to go too far the other way in case the footprint was so light the palace floated away. After lunch that day, being a weekday, she resolved that she and Mrs Hudson would go and tie the palace down, just in case.

Erin strolled into the parlour that evening, in search of a bite to eat and a chat with Mrs Hudson. She found her dozing in the warmth of the range, that sat slowly cooling down from the days batch of nip scones and bread making. Her feet were soaking in a cooking pot in which a small goldfish lazily swam and nibbled at her bunions. In her hand, looking quite precarious, sat a cup of tea adorned with a straw and a lopsided umbrella.

"Mrs H, are you awake?" Erin placed a cold paw on her ruddy cheek.

"Yes, Erin dear. Just dreaming of being on the beach with waves lapping at my feet and a cold drink in my hand. Can I get you something before you go out on the night shift? Maybe a slice of cheese and a draught of that new Red Lion No-Nip™ tonic drink. Guaranteed nepetalactone free! Fun without the fizz, they say. Tried it myself yesterday and, bar an urge to lay on my back and have an itch, didn't have any adverse effects at all!"

The thought of Mrs Hudson rolling around, wanting to be itched or not, wasn't an image Erin wished to encourage. Best say nothing, she mused, and get on to the business at paw. "Hmm, well maybe another time Mrs H, but for now I am bored and need a new challenge, maybe a new career. What we need is a brain storming session.  Maybe you could rustle up some notepads and pens, and meet me in the library, shoes on, in say half an hour. Bring a flask of something hot too, if you will, with a sprinkling of nip." With that she jumped off the table and headed up to the library to cogitate the meeting ahead.

And so a short time later, we find Mrs Hudson and Erin in the library, studying the jobs section of the London & Regional Society Cat Gazette. Between them, on a low coffee table, sit two mugs of steaming nip cocoa and a half eaten plate of dainty sandwiches.

Mrs Hudson crossed out one vacancy with a look of despair on her face. " Erin dear there is no way I can allow you to be a parking meter maid. That is NOT the thing for a young princess to do and you you don't get to keep the money in the meter either. No, we should steer clear such things. In the olden days I would have suggested entering the church. Or being a governess for a some young family in need of a mature upbringing. If you pick a warmer country like Spain, it would save loads on heating costs and we could get a discount on the sherry too!"

Hmm, well the thought of entering the church, Mrs H, does have some appeal. I mean the mice are supposed to great sport, being extra quiet, bar during the hymns. And one of my ancestors found favour with the Vatican by removing an evil Cardinal from their midst. Yes it does sound a plan, all but for one thing. I fear the Queen of Spain is still harbouring a grudge for my forebears pillaging and plundering. Word on the plaza is that teams of Spanish Inquisitorial Cats are, as we speak, looking for the map and treasure of El Creamado. And a bounty remains on all my line who dare pass into Spain. It's a risk I am not prepared to take, Mrs H, as I value what remains of my ears. Though if queen and country call me, I will always answer. Of course I will have to finish my naps first.

Deep in thought, Mrs Hudson took a slow bite from her sandwich. With a sudden squeal of delight, she flung her arms out at Erin and shouted "I have it!" Such was her vigour, a slice of spam with a lettuce leaf and slice of tomato attached, flew out of the sandwich and across the table, landing unceremoniously at Erin's feet with a cold damp 'flooping' sound.

"I think, Mrs Hudson, that you do not now have it, in the sandwich sense, though I now do! Thank goodness it wasn't 'slaw or a chutney, is all I can say. Pray tell, my good housekeeper, what is it that you DO have?"

Mrs Hudson blushed a radish red, and scooted round the table and gathered up the filling. Having popped it back into the bread, she took another bite and settled back into her seat. "Well what about something that keeps you closer to home, then dear? Maybe the Royal Poet Laureate or one of Her Majesty's Ambassadors. You could represent the village, maybe? We do seem to have a lot of international guests on the blog these days, and it could boost international trade too."

"I do think that is more in line with my standing, Mrs H, for sure, but as you know I am not one for putting myself around. The quiet life for me rather than the glitz and glam of socialites. Of course if we get our movie made and maybe get published I would have to make select PUBLIC appearances. No as good an idea, I think maybe something a little less assuming. Lets look through the books here and see if we can come up with an idea?"

Mrs Hudson choked back a gasp as she looked at the many tomes lining the walls of the small library. "I think I best get some more sandwiches then. Looks like we'll be in for an all nighter!"

By the time the clock on the mantle struck midnight the library was awash with open books. Mrs Hudson slumped back into the wing back chair and sighed. "You know dear, I thought surgeon would be right up your street what with your aptitude with them there claws. Well it's witching hour, so I best scoot to my bed. No good comes of staying up late you know, and I do wish you'd be more like a normal princess and keep daylight hours. Only villains and spies are out at this time and look at all the adventures and risks they take. Nope I do think it's time we went digital high tech.

Maybe you could just get a surveillance system instead, one with those laser beams like that nice young man, Mr Bond, was demonstrating. As long as I doesn't have to do back flips and crawl under them to get to the lavy, I don't mind."

Erin's face lit up. She trotted over and jumped onto Mrs H's chair and rested her paw on her arm. "You know Mrs H, you are quite an inspiration to me..... sometimes."

"I am? Well that is good to hear especially so soon into my employment. Remind me dear, what is it I've inspired you about?"

"Well yes of course you do. I think you have just given me the answer to my new career. OUR new career as I will need a sidekick to help tackle matters for me.

Mrs Hudson suddenly frowned. "You haven't chosen to be a footballer, have you? I'm sorry, but I draw the line at getting into a huddle and having to wear body armour. A corset is bad enough when you're my age!"

"No, not a footballer! Heaven forbid, though you may need something a little protective for what I have in mind.  What I thought we could do is some undercover work, Mrs H, and I don't mean laundry either.  Something we can do under cover of night, pardon the pun, and still be home for breakfast. Maybe start our own service, a secret service for those cats in need and who want complete discretion. Why stop there, governments and the famous will be our customers too, and nothing too small. Or too large, especially if it's a particularly juicy mouse, sorry I meant case!"

"Oh my, this all sounds so exciting, Erin. Will I need a cape and a mask? I have a raincoat, and I could cut some eye holes in my sou'wester and pull it down over my eyes, if that helped? Or are you thinking something more along the lines of that Iron Man and jet packs?"

"I think the less flying we do Mrs H, the better. For now at least I think we should stay earthbound wherever possible." The thought of her housekeeper in charge of a broom, let alone a rocket powered suit or anything more advanced than a vacuum, made Erin's whiskers twitch. "I think if we have to travel, then we'll take the Bentley, or the bus. Remember we need to inconspicuous at all times. Plus I'm fairly sure we need a pilots licence for that sort of thing."

"Yes that does all sound rather sensible, dear.  We wouldn't want to get done by the police for speeding or not having the right insurance or licence.  I'll nip down tomorrow and get a bus timetable from the Post Office. Wouldn't do to start a covert case of national importance and miss the bus, now would it.

"Best not get too ahead of ourselves yet, Mrs H, we haven't even got a name for the business yet. I was toying with Detection, Investigation and Espionage Incorporated, but DIE Inc seems a little bit, how should I put it.... NOT subtle."

"Maybe we shouldn't have a name, Erin, if we're that covert. And we certainly should have code rather than use our own. You could be Agent E, and I, Agent H. Hows that sound? If its OK I'll have some business cards and embossed and letterhead note paper done in the morning. And if you leave your pyjamas and cape out I'll stitch name tags in for you." Mrs Hudson smiled and got up to leave the room. As she reached the door she turned and smiled sweetly at Erin. "Breakfast at the usual time, Agent E?"

'Yes that will be lovely, Agent H, thank you. I do however think we should forgo the name tags, I really don't want folks thinking we are fresh out of kindergarten. Though if we're going high tech, maybe you could have a chip fitted?"


To be continued..........



38 comments:

  1. looks like we are both taking things easy Erin,xx Speedy

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    1. Yup, cant beat a good easy when the weather is bad!
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  2. Your posts has been a light touch at the end of a sad week. So we say "Oh my cat! Secret agent E". What a thrill!!

    You two will have such adventures!!! Happy Sunday Selfie

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    1. I shall pass on your message to Agent H. MOL
      A little laughter makes things a bit better, a little friendship and love can cure many ails and a poorly heart.
      Gentle purrs
      ERin

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  3. Lovely selfie ! Happy adventures ! Purrs

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    1. Thank you, I shall but might not be able to share all the adventures, hush hush stuff MOL
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  4. Absolutely lovely! And such adventures, I say. Well, I'm thrilled to have found your website. I have tried on numerous occasions but everything that I tried (clicking on the bottom of comment notices in emails and your Gravatar) in the past led me to an old and seemingly no longer used blog. Yay! So happy!

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    1. Oooh I am sorry you have had such difficulty, I dont know how that happened. I do need to update my Wordpress account though as time is a big factor when you have a palace to run! MOL
      Toodle pips and welcome purrs
      ERin

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  5. I like the idea of you writing a book for girl kitties. That can be your job, a writer. That is the only suitable job for a princess. XO

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    1. I'm glad you agree, though maybe at night I can go out and do some research ? MOL
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  6. Princess Erin Darling! You look so lovely laying on your chaise with the pink duvet (for modesty) Terribly delicious!
    I, purrsonally, rely on Mom putting Modesty Leaves (or whatever) on my naughty bits.
    And your adventures with Ms Hudson are really a to of fun! Agent E! (that cracks me up! I want to be an Agent X)
    Purrs
    Marv

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    1. Hi Marv. Yes I hope it looks fitting for one of my standing.... or indeed lying MOL
      Agent X it is, though I had thought M might suit more. Maybe you could be X on weekends?
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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    1. Oooh, thank you, I shall pass that on to my dietician who says I must lose a few ounces MOL
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  8. Can't wait for the next installment!
    Have a super Sunday...

    Noodle and crew

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    1. Oh heck, I best get a case to solve then!
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  9. We love that selfie, Erin, er ... um ... we mean Agent E! We are looking forward to you and Agent H's adventures!

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    1. Thank you, I do too, in a very hush hush way MOL
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  10. Oh Princess, you as a spy - how exciting! And I know you will be one of the best, but I also worry that you could get into many hairy and dangerous situations. I'm biting my nails just thinking about it. But don't worry, I would never blow your cover, Tuxie luv and will answer your call at a moments notice. Watch out for that evil Blofeld, 'cause I've heard rumors that he has resurfaced! EEK!

    Paw Kisses! -Valentine (& Mom) of Noir Kitty Mews

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    1. Oh my Prince! I do hope that you will join me in my international cases of intrigue and cream pilfering! Hmm that Blofeld dude better watch out once we are on the case, Agent H makes a mean chop.... pork that is MOL
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  11. Nice selfie Erin. And I think your skills at mousing could be very useful as a sleuth, spy...well you get my intent

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    1. Thank you, yes I think I can quite happily get my claws stuck into any new case that comes along... especially if it's a case of mature cheese or cream MOL
      Toodle pips and purrs
      Erin

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  12. ERin; wavez tw yur gorgeouz self....we noe kit & MJF is total lee happee
    ta see thiz storee dedicated two them ~~~~~~~984 pawz up !!!

    N ya mite wanna re think de hole parkin meter thing coz even tho mizzuz H
    sayz ya canna get de monee.....well, wher therz a hammer......ther iz coin !!!
    ☺☺ ♥♥

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    1. Dudes, we like your thinking on the hammer and meter parable. Do you fancy a job in our finance department?
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  13. Oh my, Erin! You look lovely laying on that pink duvet.

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    1. Thank you, it is so very snuggly and the sheeps' wool helps me get a good nap too.
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  14. We're so tired of winter too! Maybe if people all over the globe unite and build fires ... we'll thaw out of winter! Your new job sounds fun and mysterious.

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    1. I do hope so. Just getting the lettered note paper (in invisible ink) will be exciting.
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  15. Erin you are quite the princess!!! I couldn't give modesty tips if I tried! Love, Cody

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    1. Hmm this could be a very short book then Mol
      Toodle pips
      Erin

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  16. Oh that all sounds so x'citin' sweet Erin. We can't wait to learn more. Maybe you'll even need some helpers from across the big ole pond. We're great at sneakin''round.
    Raena: I's fur sure lookin' furward to your princess handbook Erin. Sissy's always meowin' that I's need a few lessons in how to be a purrpurr princess. I's tell her it's cuz I's a queen and not a princess, but maybe I's could learn a thing or two anyways.
    We luv your fotos. And your purretty pink selfie is just gawjus. Big hugs

    Luv ya'

    Dezi and Raena

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    1. Hi ladies. Yes you will be more than welcome to be part of the team, maybe you could be the Southern Branch of our Organisation? Being a princess or a queen is as much learned as anything. Practice makes perfect and I learn new things each day. I shall send you a copy of the book as soon as it's finished, which could be some time as I'm booked up for naps and royal duties for many months and it's soon mousing season.
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  17. Sorry for being so late... again, Purrincess, but come to bring Heart shaped Pawkisses for a Happy Valentine's Day to all of you <3 <3 <3

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    1. Aww thanks Binky, I hopes you had a great St Val's day too.
      Toodle pips and headbumps
      ERin

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  18. Oh my mouses, this is excitin', Erin. What you and Mrs. Hudson need are... Hmmm... You need SECRET name tags. How 'bout some with invisible ink? purrs

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    1. Thats it, but as they're secret I won't be able to ask for any.... is there a secret, Secret Name tags store on a secret version of Amazon, do you think?
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  19. Oh, Agent E, your modesty overwhelms me! Solving cases and spying sounds very exciting.
    I am very late getting here because of the dreaded No Internet! Hopefully they have fixed it properly this time. The last time the engineer came it only lasted a bit over 2 weeks.
    Maybe you could make a case of it. You know, finding out where the internet connections disappear to.

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    1. Fear not, my friends are always welcome whenever they come...
      Now as to this internet connection, I wonder if this is some global conspiracy as mine goes off every now and then. OK you sold me on it, I will take your case. I will hop on the next train down to your lace and start checking out the local villainous mice!
      Toodle pips and purrs
      Erin

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