Saturday, August 09, 2008

Psych Saturday-CAT CHRONICLES



Welcome to the latest, greatest news from Refuge.

In case you don't know what Psych Saturdays are, or Refuge for that matter, let me explain. Cheryl Wyatt (this blog owner) is writing a series for Steeple Hill's Love Inspired about a team of U.S. Air Force pararescue jumpers. She has set the stories in a fictional Southern Illinois town called "Refuge". I am the cat who traipses through Cheryl's Wings of Refuge Series.

The next Wings of Refuge book will release in April of 2009. To tie readers over until then, I'm bringing you the latest, greatest news from Refuge and keeping you up to date on the characters from the first two Wings of Refuge books. They (A Soldier's Promise and A Soldier's Family) released in January and March of 2008.

Moving onward...here's this week's news.

My current owner Celia is watching a pet that one of the PJs has. Chance Garrison has a tender heart for animals. When his PJ team helped rescue people from a flood, he found this hedgehog (above) on top of a roof. He rescued the pet and now Celia is watching it until Chance can locate the owners.

Problem is, Celia is now playing favorites. She put ME on a diet. And, unfortunately it's not a hedgehog diet. The vet said I'm morbidly obese (whatever that means) so now Celia has cut my tuna rations in half! Can you believe that? Sigh.

In other Refuge news, the blog owner, Cheryl just turned in book four and is ready to mail the first three chapters of book five (contracted by Steeple Hill) for release in 2009.

That's all the Refuge news this week.

If Celia turns her head...sneak me some tuna, will ya?

----Psych----

4 comments:

Ausjenny said...

oh the hedgehog looks so cute no you cant eat it. How is the relationship with there new dog going?
i'll slip you some tuna.

~Ley said...

I never thought a hedgehog could be cute! LOL

Cheryl Wyatt said...

The dog disappeared.

Then came back smelling like s-k-u-n-k.

SO Celia's making him stay in the garage until he smells better.

He's mourning the loss of his cushy bed near Celia's recliner...

of which I have taken up residence sleeping in it the past few nights...

He. He. He. He.

And no, I had nothing to do with the dog's disappearance and subsequent spraying.

Slinks off....tail flicking...kitty grin erupting...

----Psych----

Hope Chastain said...

Psych, my tom!

Hedgehog, huh? Well, if you DO get a chance to eat it, remember to turn it over first and go for the gu---, er, tummy. Otherwise you'll get a mouthful of spines, and you won't be a happy cat. To me, they're just smaller versions of porcupines, but they do taste a little different... Generally, though, they just aren't worth the trouble. Field mice are better every time. Or baby rabbits.

And speaking of on the menu, I'm having to be extra careful lately, myself. There's a coyote loose in the neighborhood.....
*looks around* Nope, don't see it at the moment, but you can never tell. Good thing there are so many trees around here, or I might become a Ghost in more than name only....

~~~Ghost~~~