LoveStruck

This is the conclusion to Mystery in the Snow

Shane debated whether to take the mittens with him or leave them by the mug. If she never returns the police may need to get involved.

What if this very minute she was fighting for her life? Oh, he had to stop watching shows like “48 Hours” and “Forensic Files”!

Looking at the mittens and mug one more time he noted the area where they were and he drove off.

What else was he supposed to do? If there had been blood, he would have easily seen it against the pure, white blanket of snow. He would drive back tomorrow and see if the mittens and mug were still there and watch the news for any report on missing persons.

Shane relaxed by his fireplace after making himself a grilled cheese sandwich and some tomato soup. And tomato soup isn’t tomato soup without some scoops of peanut butter in it. That had been passed down to him by his dear,sweet grandmother.

As he sat in his chair, stroking Shadow, his car he still couldn’t get his mind off the mysterious mittens. What had happened to their owner?

Earlier that mornimg Lizzie had been getting ready to go out on a brisk walk. It had snowed overnight and the snow was all glittery in the sunlight. She loved taking a walk after the first snow, always so beautiful.

She was all ready go but couldn’t find her thermos for her hazelnut coffee. Sipping on coffee as she walked was a must. Being tired of looking she just grabbed her mug, and poured the coffee, being careful not to make it too full.

The cold air hit her in the face as she opened the door. It always took a little bit to adjust, but after walking fast for a bit it didn’t bother her anymore.

While walking she thought about work. Tomorrow would be a busy day of reading manuscript submissions, she needed the time off today.

She was proud of being the boss over Little Acorn Publishers. Things in her life were finally going well.

After walking a little while she stopped to take a break. Leaning up against a fence, she took off her mittens. It was easier holding her hot coffee.

She had only stopped for a few moments when a speeding truck slipped on some ice as it careened around the corner.

Lizzie jumped out of the way just in the nick of time. The truck skidded to a stop and a paniked driver stepped out of the truck.

“Are you okay?’ he asked.

Other than her heart almost jumping out of her body due to fright, she was OK.

She had to admit that her heart may not be beating hard only out of fear. The driver was so handsome. Looked like he had stepped out of a GQ magazine. His sea blue eyes and luxurious hair had her all ferhoodled.

In a daze she tried to keep her head straight. If she acted too daffy he would think she had a concussion.

It wasn’t long before she headed back home dreaming of the truck driver.

When she arrived home and stepped in the door she hung up her coat in the closet. Then she took off …. Her mittens! She had left them in the snow along with her mug! Oh, she had been ferhoodled for sure.

Shane couldn’t forget about the mysterious mittens. He tossed and turned in bed. Finally he got up, he had an idea.

Several months had passed. Spring was in the air. Lizzie was hyper, tonight was another date with Dwain, the truck driver. Who knew that being almost struck by a truck would bring love right to her!

It was with a full heart that she started reading for the day. A manuscript submission popped up in her email. The first one of the day. “The Lost Mittens” by Shane Britner.

Mystery in the Snow

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The frosty air pierced through his winter coat, making him shiver. Shsne’s wife had bought him a new, thicker winter coat, but he had told her that his old coat was fine. Why spend the money on a new one? Now he regretted taking the coat back to the store. His wife really had known best.

Of all days, why did he need to get a flat tire today! The temperature was a frigid 10 degrees! Ugh! Finally he got the tire on and was anxious to get back into his car, cranking on the heat but then something caught his eye.

Up the road a bit there were mittens lying on a fence post. Nobody would want to be without mittens or gloves in this weather. The mug beside it had a big chunk of ice in it.

Shane’s overactive imagination was at full speed and running. What had made someone leave their mittens and mug and why had they taken them off in the first place?

He looked all arounf the area, not even sure of what he was looking for. Finding some clues would be nice!

Why was this bugging him? He should just go home and forget abou it all.

There had to be a logical explanation he told himself. Now if only he believed that.

So my dear readers do you believe there is a logjcal explanation or is it more mysterious? Share your thoughts below and on Monday you can see how close you were to being right, when you read the conclusion of the story.

Trouble Stewing!

This is the continuation to Monday’s post, Making the List

Taking the last sip of coffee he set down his cup and felt himself breathe a little easier. Breakfast had been most satisfying at this small, but impressive diner.

Last night he was exhausted by the time he got to the hotel and he was asleep within minutes. The mattress had wrapped around him in a big bear hug when he got into bed. He didn’t wake up until the rising sun shined through the window.

Gregory waa mentally exhausted, after having broken his engagement with Rosanne. His family had surprisingly been quite supportive. They confessed that they really never had liked her, but were trying really hard to, for his sake.

Everything was swirling in his brain and he needed to get away for a few days. His good friend suggested that he go and visit the town of Bittersweet Creek. He said it was full of friendly people, some a little quirky, but that Gregory would be able to forget all about his troubles while there.

“Good Morning Randy!” Cara greeted Randy, who was sitting in a booth. Gregory watched them talking. He must be a regular customer. Would be kind of nice to live somewhere where everyone knew your name, thought Gregory.

He watched her greet another guy by name, Tippner, who came and sat across from Randy. They both looked troubled. Gregory didn’t mean to eavesdrop but they were close by.

“They are headed this way, they know where I am.”

Tippner reassured him, “Don’t you worry, we will figure out a plan. Those crazy ladies have messed with you for the last time.”

Gregory shook his head, poor guy must have woman trouble too. At least Greg only had one crazy lady to worry about. Lately the idea of becoming a Monk was growing on him.

“Thanks Tippner, I hope you are right but you know Lauren, she is as crazy as a bat with her potions.”

Lauren and potions?? Gregory’s ears perked up, Rosanne had talked about a Lauren before and the love potions she had. He had thought she was silly, thinking potions really worked. But Rosanne insisted tbat they did. Was this the same Lauren? Could it really be?

“I know Lauren”, Tippner said, “Remember her crazy partner in crime had me all tied up before! It is time that they both learn a lesson.”

“I couldn’t agree more and now from what I hear they have a 3rd woman that has joined up with them. I think her name is Rosanne.” Randy replied.

Poor Gregory let out a loud moan, which attracted Cara’s attention.

“Are you alright, sir?” she asked, standing in front of him.

Feeling rattled, he looked at Cara’s concerned face. “I may be. Would you please introduce me to those two gentleman over there. I think we all have something in common.”

In her upbeat, cheerful way she said, “Really? What may that be?”

“Crazy woman!” Gregory rose up to his feet and with a determined look on his face he squared his shoulders and walked over to meet Tippner and Randy.

All Cara could do was stare, unable to speak, holding an empty coffee pot in her hand.

Mason came from the back room and saw the guys deep in conversation. He wondered who the new guy was. Then he noticed Cara and the puddle of coffee at her feet.

He walked over to her with a bemused expression on his face. “Was the floor thirsty?”

“Wh-wh-what?” She looked down and saw that the remainder of the coffee had poured out on the floor.

Oh this was not her week, ahe had burned the toaat yesterday and now this. She wouldn’t hear the end of it from Mason, the big tease.

“Not a word from you!” she said with a hint of redness in her cheeks. Mason stood there feigning innocence.

He put his hands in the air. “Not a word..” and he walked over to the guys. Cara shook her head, she knew her flubs would be mentioned sometime again. Times when she didn’t expect it.

She would quickly clean up the spill for her curiosity was indeed aroused. Questions of hers needed answers, who was Gregory and did he know Lauren too? Just wait til she told Sarah about Lauren coming this way. The sleepy town of Bittersweet Creek appeared to be headed for some excitement!

(To be continued…)

Making the List

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When she walked into the special Bridal room at the store she knew! As soon as her eyes saw the dress, she knew her search was over. Tbe voices in ber head all screamed in unison. Usually she argues with herself but not today. Today she would walk out of the store with a song in her heart, carrying her dream in her hands.

A hour later Rosanne walked out of the store with the box in her hands. It may have cost a small fortune, but she was worth it, wasn’t she?.

Of course she was. Her Mom’s voice rang in her ears. Throughout her childhood she had heard, “Spare no expense, only the best will do!”

Confident that she had found the best she hurried home. .

Modeling in front of the full length mirror she lost herself in dreams. Oh, she had to call Dana and invite her over to see THE dress. She just knew this may get her featured in The Top 24 most beautiful Brides!

Holding her breath she certainly hoped she would be chosen. Just think, her, Rosanne Marie, in the top 24 most beautiful brides list. What better goal could there be?

Aa she kept admiring herself in the mirroe, she felt a strange unease. It was rather a little hard to breathe. She hadn’t even zipped up the dress the whole way.

This could be a problem but she would solve it. Going without sugar for a few weeks to lose some weight wouldn’t kill her, she would be fine. Soon the dress would zip up, no problem and Rosanne would freely breathe again.

After twirling around in it a few more times she stopped and looked at her servant girl. “Mary Alice, You may take it off of me now, thank you.”

Just then there was a knock on the door. Mary Alice opened it. “A message for Lady Rosanne” , the servant handed it to Mary Alice, who gave it to Rosanne.

“Meet me in the garden tonight at 7.”the note read. Plain and simple. No words of adoration for her? She tried not to feel the sting, surely Gregory was just busy. He would make up for the plain note, tonight in the privacy of the garden. Heat rose in Rosanne’s face, thinking about the feel of his tantalizing kisses.

It was 7pm and she was waiting in the garden when she saw him coming towards her. She ran to him but stopped ahort, something wasn’t right.

He wasn’t smiling. His eyes were cold and Rosanne started shaking slightly. What was wrong?

“I saw that you added another expense to our account. I thought we had talked about this. What you paid for the dress was outrageous! I hope they accept returns!”

Rosanne’s eyes flared in anger. “Return my dress? THE dress? Are you out of your mind? That dress is going to get me noted in the most prestigious magazine.”

Gregory groaned loudly. “Do you know how many times I have heard about that magazine and your desire to make it on the list? Is that really all that matters to you? He paused, giving her a chance to speak.

“Its the most prestigious list, of course it matters to me. Sheila made it on the list and I look 10x better than she does.”

Gregory rolled his eyes in utter frustration. How could he have been so blind. She was so shallow. Did she even know what it was like to venture into the depths? Had they ever had a deep conversation, one that didn’t center around her?

“I have heard enough! I have let this go too far, but it ends tonight.”

Rosanne reached for him. But he pushed away her hand. “Its over. I am sorry, but you are not the one.”

Rosanne’s stomach did a somerzault, surely he was jesting, but his tone was too serious.”

His deep ocean blue eyes pierced her. “Goodbye Rosanne.” And he turned, and walked away.

“Gregory!” She yelled, but he didn’t turn back. Stunned she stood there watching him walk out of her life.

Well tomorrow was her photo shoot with her dress, and she wouldn’t let him ruin that. Pursing her lips together, she was determined. Who did Gregory think he was. One didn’t turn down Lady Rosanne! She would get married.

After some thought a sly smile crept across her face. It was time to call her friend Lauren, she may have a need for her magic potion.

Thirst for Adventure

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Another day was ending and Myrtle was feeling heavy with fatigue. It had only been a week since she had given birth to 50 hatchlings and now they had all gone out to sea.

Sydney, the last one had just left a little bit ago. Myrtle had watched her swim into the ocean. Yes, she may have had a small lump rising in her throat, watching Sydney ride the waves. But this was how it was supposed to be. These were not the first hatchlings she would say goodbye too and they wouldn’t be the last.

Now where was Tulag? She thought he had been watching from the nest, but he was gone. Myrtle smiled, he may deny it, but he was getting more sensitive with age, when their hatchlings left.

He helped dig the nest 75.centimeters deep and and was so attentive to Myrtle as they waited 2 months for their eggs to hatch.

So where was he now? Oh well, he was a big boy, she didn’t need to wait up for him. Nope, she was closing her eyes and getting some much needed rest. The nest was a lot more peaceful without 50 hatchlings squealing for food!

It felt like she had just closed her eyes when something hopped on her back.

“HI Mommy! I am back!”

Myrtle’s eyes popped open. “Sydney what are you doing here?”

Ahh! There was Tulag off to the side with an apologetic look in his eyes.

“I rode the wave back, aren’t you proud Mommy?”

Myrtle gave a pointed look at Tulag. He spoke up, “i told her to swim into the ocean and kept putting her back in the water. Only for her to yell, “Wheeee!” while riding the wave in to shore.”

Myrtle shook ber head and rolled her eyes but secretly she was happy. One of her hatchlings was staying witb her. Something she had always secretly hoped for.

The 3 of them had fun over the next few months, but Sydney was growing. She was outgrowing the nest. Myrtle was starting to lose patience with Sydney sleeping in between her and Tulag.

2 years later Myrtle and Tulag knew they had to do something, for it was time for Myrtle to fill the nest again with eggs.

One day Myrtle took Sydney on a walk.

“My dear Sydney I have loved having you, but you do know that it is way past time for you to leave, right? I need the nest.”

“Oh my. Are you? That means you and Dad . . ? UGH! I am never having hatchlings, no thank you!”

Myrtle tried not to chuckle, Sydney was so emphatic. Her little drama queen.

“So what do you plan to do?”

“I want cool adventures like you had, Mom. Remember your stories about Betsy the cow? I want to meet her. So my shell is packed and I am heading out.”

“But you don’t even know where she is! I don’t even know.”

“Maybe the 2 of us can find her together?” replied Sydney, with a pleading look in her eyes.

“Oh, this is crazy, but Myrtle couldn’t deny that it would be nice to see Betsy again. Let me get Tulag and we will join you. We have to hurry , for in a month I need to make a nest.’

Soon the 3 of them were off on their grand adventure.

“Let me get this straight.” Tulag said. ” You have no idea where Betsy is? You have no idea what kind of adventure she is on? You have no idea how long this will take? Am I right about all of that?”

“Totally , my dear.”

Tulag groaned. The women in his life were going to drive him insane!

Love at the Sanctuary

Oh, her heart. The young fawn was looking directly at her. Those eyes!

Lily Ann had a heart for animals eversince she was little. Fortunately her parent’s did as well and they let her have all kinds of different pets when geowing up. Hamsters, parakeets, dogs, turtles and cats.

Her childhood was a large part of what made her choose a career of working in animal sanctuaries.

The new fawn had just come yesterday and she was adorable. Her leg had got caught in a trap and was pretty messed up. Medical care had been given and now it was a matter of time to rest and let it heal.

Lily Ann kept walking through the sancutary checking on the animals. Pedro the eagle with a hurt wing, Rosie the raven who was sick from accidentally ingesting some poison and a hurt tortoise named Chip were their most recent additions. .

“Lily Ann, can you come to the monkey cage please? Tamara asked.

“We need you to look at Mickey., we think he hurt his hand.”

Tamara had worked with Lily Ann from the beginning. A trusted employee.

When they got to Mickey’s cage Lily Ann talked in a soothing voice as she opened the door to walk inside.

Mickey had his back turned to her when she walked in. He had been with them the longest and was so friendly.

“Hey buddy, can I see your hand?”

Mickey turned around and to Lily Ann’s surprise there was a small pink box, with a ribbon around it, between his paws,

“What do you have here? She took the box from him. Which hand again is it that is sore, Tamara?

There was no response and with the way Mickey was jumping around he seemed fine. But what was in the small box, and how did he get it?

“I believe its the left hand.”

Lily Ann turned around. ” Tanner! What are you doing here and why are you….Oh Oh….” She covered her mouth with her hand as her cheeks flushed.

Tanner was down on one knee. “Perhaps you should open the box?”

Her hands trembled as she untied the ribbon and opened it. The diamond sparkled as a million butterflies danced inside of her and she felt like the glow from her heart was evident to all.

Gently taking the ring from the box Tanner slipped it on her finger. “Lily Ann, you are the love of my life. Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”

Her glowing heart shined through her eyes. “Yes!”

A cheer rose from the employees that had gathered around as Tanner and Lily Ann embraced. Then Lily Ann let out a startled yell.

“Mickey!”

He had jumped up on her shoulder. Lily Ann laughed. “You do realize you are also saying yes to living with a houseful of pets too, if you marry me.”

“I do.” He drew her face towards him and kissed her once more.

Snowy Day Surprises

Tbis is the 2nd part to A Frozen Moment in Time

Joey pulled into the hotel’s parking lot. He was ready for a wonderful night’s sleep. He didn’t even care if the Tv was working, he was going straight to bed.

“Enjoy your stay.”, the clerk handed him his key.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay for another night. A snowstorm is comimg. Supposed to start tonight.”

“I will be fine, I don’t mind driving in snow. My 4 wheel drive can get me through anything. Plus weathermen don’t know what they are talking about half the time. I plan to get a good night’s rest and be back on the road again first thing in the morning. Goodnight” Joey waved his hand and walked onto the elevator.

15 minutes later, he was ready for bed and conked out in a short time.

Joey covered his eyes with his arm. The sunlight was shining directly into his eyes.

Ugh! He should have pulled the curtains last night. What time waa it? Looking at his watch he gaaped. He better get a move on.

Whoa! The weatherman did know what he was talking about the snow was getting deep already and falling faster.

He better get moving fast. Should he stay put? No, he had to go. There was a big project looming over his head that he had to finish. Joey wasted no time im getting ready to leave. Within 30 minutes he was back on the snowy roads.

At least he didn’t have to worry about traffic, not many people were out on the roads. Uh oh, why was there a young lady straight ahead walking on the side of the road.

He pulled off on the side of the road and seeing him she came walking up to him.

“I am so glad someone stopped. My hands are frozen. My name is Elsa and I need a favor.”

Joey turned up the heat full blast and Elsa soon stopped shivering..

“What kind of favor do you need?”

Elsa looked so sad. “I need to find my sister Anna.”

Joey gulped, not exactly the favor he was expecting. Finding a sister? That was a tall order.

Chase was trudging along in the snow, following Anna. He wondered how much longer they would be walking

Anna kept asking him about his skills at jousting and other knightly things. He kept trying to distract her, but to no avail.

“Well I really don’t like to brag … but…!

Giving Chase an impulsive hug and her saying how he gives her hope now, made him feel sick in the stomach.

How would he correct this?

“Oooh Nooo, this couldn’t be happening but it was. Joey’s truck had gone its last mile. It konked out and Joey pulled off on the side of the road right before it died.

Now what were they going to do. He had blankets but they would still be cold. He called for roadside assistance, he would see how long it got them to get here.

Chase couldn’t have heard right. “Let me get this straight, I need to challenge someone to a duel in order to get your sister back?”

“Exactly!” replied Anna. “You aren’t afraid are you?”

“Meee .. afraid? Knights aren’t afraid of anything. “

Anna clapped her hands together. “Perfect! So, about the fire breathing dragon….” She looked at Chase intently while talking and saw the color drain from his face. She tried hard to stay conposed.

“As long as you don’t show your fear, it will be OK. Well, and as long as the dragon is in a good mood.”

Chase spit out his black coffee. This was sounding more weird all the time and he was having 2nd thoughts!

Walking a little farther with Chase getting more anxious by the minute, they spotted something.

Chase saw the stranded truck. Did they need help? Anna and him walked closer to the truck and Anna yelled.

Then Elsa flung open the truck door and ran to Anna!

“I thought you had heen kidnapped,” they both said.

Tears mingled with amiles and Chase had to admit that the reunion even made him a little teary eyed.

The girls turmed to the guys and thsnked them profusely! We are going home now.”

“Wait! Isn’t there some magical way that you can send me back home?

Anna laughed. ” You need Betsy and her magical cowbell for that.”

A magical cowbell? Chase realizes that he shouldn’t ask any more questions, these young ladies were a tad crazy!

Roadside assistance made it at last. Joey was glad. They would tow it to the garage.

Watching his truck go away made him realize that he didn’t have a way home. Chase performed a knightly duty by calling a taxi for Joey and one for him. The big cost was worth it. It was freezing! While waiting there would be time for them to compare notes about Elsa and Anma.

“What a day!” Chase said, and Joey empatically agreed.

“Crazy girls!” They actually thought I was a real knight. And Anna believed in a fire breathing dragon. Joey started laughing and Chase joined him. “Like I said, crazy!”

And that was the day that the dragon flying above them got the last laugh.

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A Frozen Moment in Time

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“In the lane snow is glistening…” He couldn’t help but sing the song as he walked along, in a winter wonderland.

Chase didn’t typically sing out loud, but he was confident that the trees didn’t care how he sounded.

There was something about the stillness of a winter day. The frosty air had a way of clearing his head and helped him let any unpleasant thoughts go.

In a few days he would be heading back home to the land of sunshine. He preferred the sunshine and beaches as opposed to snow, but it always was nice to come and visit family in the winter time. 2 weeks time was enough to give him his fill of snow, satisfying him for another year.

Looking around he felt a touch of extra special magic in the air.

He blinked his eyes, was he seeing right? Was there a girl up ahead? Where had she come from? She was staring right at him, but he was sure that she hadn’t been there just a minute ago!

He called out to her, “Hello Miss, can I help you?” It was odd, there was something strangely familiar about her looks.

When he was standing right in front of her, she spoke. “I really hope you can help me kind sir. Are you a knight?”

He started coughing. That was one question he had never expected to be asked. Was she serious? He studied her hopeful face, she looked serious. Chase felt guilty for having to say No. She was good at this acting game.

“Knight Chase, at your service m’lady” Two could play at this game.

Pure delight radiated from her face. “I knew it, I knew you were the right man for the job as soon as I saw you.”

She sure knew how to make him feel good, too bad that she was acting.

“What is your name m’lady, if I may ask.” He made a swooping bow before her.

She giggled, “You are a most proper knight. My name is Anna and I need help to rescue my sister, Elsa.”

Now not only did she look familiar but where had he heard those names before?

His face was pensive as Anna stared at him, waiting for a reply. Ahh! It came back to bim now. Anna and Elsa, they were sisters in the Frozen movie, His neices had watched it so many times.

A weird sensation stirred inside of him. That movie was only a fairytale, right?

Anna began looking at him a little strangely as she waited. His face kept changing expression.

“You are going to help me Knight Chase, aren’t you, A knight’s word is to be trusted,rigbt?”

Chase tried to shake off his shocked stupor. Of course he would play along, what harm could it do. 2 young girls just playing around. That had to be all it was. He had to let any doubts go.

“Yes, knights always keep their word, let us go, find your sister.”

A relieved Anna smiled and squealed with joy. Oh, why were girls so high pitched? His poor ears.

“0Where is your royal steed?” she asked.

Oops, he tried to think fast. “Oh, she was injured in our last battle, she will be okay, just needs some rest.”

Anna sighed, “it will take longer without a horse but it will give me time to explain things to you. I really wanted to ride a horse, but I guess I will have to let it go.”

Trying to get her mind off the horse he asked her a question, “Would you like to build a snowman?”

She almost looked like she was going to say yes. But then said, “We don’t have time.”

They started walking and Anna turned her head, looking directly at Chase, “You have fought dragons before, correct?

GULP! What exactly had he got himself into?

(To be continued….)

The Surprise Pet!

This is the conclusion to The Comeback of Claude! Enjoy!

Claude hopped down the road for awhile, not seeing anyone. He didn’t mind, he was relishing his freedom. Seeing another human was far down on his list of priorities.

Oh, now that looked like a good place to go. Off to his right there waa a garden patch and some jumbo looking carrots. His growling stomach pushed him towards the garden and before he knew it all of the carrots were safely in his belly.

Claude continued on down the road but at a much slower pace now. His stomach felt like it waa going to pop. Perhaps he should have had a little more moderation, but they had been so yummy.

Taking one more step poor Claude fell and he couldn’t get back up. Moaning he curled up into a ball and soon fell fast asleep.

The bell rang, and Cara looked up. She had been sitting down sipping some of her chocolate banana latte. It was the middle of the afternoon and only a few customers were there. The slow time of day and Mason was off, so Cara could be a little lazy.

“Hi Tippner! Surprised to see you, aren’t you usually taking an afternoon siesta at this time?”

Cara stepped back, she had got a close look at Tippner’s face and he was mad!

“There is no way that I can sleep. My carrots are gone! Something ate every single one!”

“Ob No! Those were your prized carrots for the fair.” Cara gave him a sympathetic look.

He was still red in the face as he yelled. This wss suppose to be his winning year, but now all hope was lost!

“I need a strong drink, put 3 lemons in my water please.”

Cara did and brought him a big slice of Shoo-fly pie. “No charge.”

He was able to muster up a Thank you before digging into the pie. But his eyes still sparked fire. Cara felt rather sorry for whatever animal helped himself to the carrots. It would surely behoove them not to come back again!

Feeling groggy, Claude opened his eyes. Instantly he was awake! He shrank back at the sight of dark, brooding eyes looking into his. It was that dang cow again!

A strong surge of energy burst through Claude and he rose up to his full height. No cow would intimidate Claude the 3rd!

Jumping up at him the cow looked at him witb amusement. Betsy was happy to have the chance to get the best of Claude once more. Some rabbits never learn.

After letting him jump for a few times as she moved her head around she took action. She grabbed a little bit of his skin in her teeth, just enough to get a grip. Oh Claude was hopping mad now, his legs were going in the air.

Betsy ran down the road, with Claude between her teeth. Poor Penny didn’t know what to think as she sat in her rocker on the porch, watching all the commotion.

Hmmm….maybe her apple cider, wasn’t just plain cider. She better make sure what she was drinking!

Betsy made it to her destination. With one mighty swing of her head she tossed Claude right into a bush. Claude yelled, but Betsy just walked away smirking. Always fun to have unexpected surprises in the day.

When Mason got home he got out of his car and wondered what he heard. Something was moaning, from out of one of his bushes.

Aww! The poor white rabbit was on his back kicking his legs looking scared.

Mason spoke gently to the rabbit and slowly tried to pick it up. It was shaking like a leaf.

Hmm…Mason was thinking, this white rabbit may make the perfect gift for Amanda. She had mentioned how much she loved bunnies. Taking it inside he decided thats what he would do. How she would love the rabbit and in turn want to show her gratitude to

“Don’t worry little guy. You are going to have a real pleasant, cozy home.”

After finding a blanket and a box, Mason laid him inside of it. Ding dong! Someone was at his door.

“Well Hi Tippner, guess what! You came at the perfect time. Want to meet my new pet?”

The Comeback of Claude!

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Claude moaned. He might have a fur coat, but he still was anxious for Spring.

It had been a rough year for poor Claude. His whole life had been turned upside down.

Things had been going so well. His plans were coming together. All he needed was that little girl, Molly and he had been so close.

One minute he had almost grabbed her and then some big, crazy cow got in his way. Without warning the cow seemed to have appeared from nowhere!

Claude wasn’t one to give up essily. He had jumped up at the crazy cow, grabbing hold of the shiny bell around his neck.

Then he had been overcome by putple and pink smoke swirling and he found himself in a boy’s lap! What had happened? What kind of magic powers did that cow have?

Claude shuddered when remembering all he went through when at the boy’s house. The boy actually wasn’t too bad but his little sister was another story.

She was always dressing him up and rocking him in some large object. Back and forth, back and forth. He would get so dizzy. It had heen such a relief to escape from their house.

So much for his plans for Molly, who knew where she was now ? But after the experience with the little girl, he was steering clear of humans. Especially girls!

What would he do now? What mission was he on? Claude puffed out his chest, he was a clever rabbit, he would think of something.

In the meantime, while thinking what his next big achievement would be he did have a plan. A plan for a certain crazy cow. No one gets the best of Claude the 3rd.

He was famous among rabbits. He had done great things before. Sadly his reputation had taken a hit, when news got around about a cow making him disappear.

He would show them and be in the spotlight once again. Hmm…what was that sign up ahead. Ahh! His daily eating of carrots was paying off. With his excellent vision he could read the sign “The Town of Bittersweet Creek.”

Claude smiled, he had found his new home.