When Carrots Fall in Love...

Meow-yay the Passionate Ink newsletter is out, my Big Beautiful Cats! The Kougar’s article ~ THE STRANGE MAGIC OF BOOK REVIEWS ~ http://passionateink.org ~ is one of the many outstanding articles. A great tickle of pride courses through this kitty girl.

For a bit of fun on Friday...
When carrots fall in love, what does it look like? The Kougar will bet you’ve asked that questions dozens of times...if not, why not? Just for the Big KitKats, the answer to the moi’s inquiry is below...and was originally found at ~ http://coast-to-coastam.com ~

I was making juice a couple days ago and found this amorous pair of carrots in the bag. Who knows what goes on in the produce section after hours?!

--Dani
owenwilsonfan@hotmail.com

Just for the Big Cool Cats ~ a claw snippet from *THE SPECIAL SECRET PROJECT* ~ the end of Chapter Six ~

“You can’t. Right now. God, Wendra, don’t make me deny you.” His hands cupped her head, framing her face. “I want to give you everything. Anything you want.”
Drowning in his ferocious need for her, she stilled inside, her body motionless. “What’s wrong?” His gaze flickered, shadows interspersed with the stunning green facets of his eyes. “What is it?” Softly, she caressed his wrist back and forth, and wished she could simply adore how it felt to have her face held this way. By him.
He assessed her, pierced the depth of her eyes with his unrelenting gaze. “Zotorro’s vision. The enemy we face is formidable. I don’t have a viable plan for our defense, let alone a successful defense for Chrontropolis.”
“You need to discover his weakness, the enemy. Like you always do, Mr. Dark Terror of Justice Hall. Think of Chrontropolis as an innocent you’re bound and determined to save. Eventually, you’ll make his eye twitch like...”
His mouth slammed down on hers, a passion so savage and so undeniably perfect, she returned the force of his kiss as fiercely as she could manage, while her breath burst in and out. Transformed into wanton flame, she melded her body with his, and soared higher than the sky.

Friday fun kisses from the Kougar...

Sinderella Kougar

The chill of Spring, Big Cats, has descended upon the tame prairie today. Meow-still, the lush emerald green grasses spring up taller and taller. The daffodils are gorgeous adornments. And the Kougar can breathe for the most part -- beyond the chemtrails. Now if she could race and bound again ~ ah, are sweet-purring dreams far behind?
Big Lovely Kitties, The Romantic Times Convention looms ~ Adrian Paul, Sea Fairy Ball, the lavish was-it-good-for-you? costumes, the wild imbibing pageantry, the men (cover models, brave husbands and boyfriends). Being able to talk with, companionship with those rare few who understand what it is to be a writer...and the all-important networking. On and on...
Mew-sadness, for, indeed, it's Sinderella Kougar, with no Big Beautiful Fairy Goddess-Cat to sparkling-wand dress her for the ball, provide magical transport. Indeed, no Prince Charming.
Although, the heroes of moi's novels are beyond superior to a mere Prince Charming. Indeed, to purring-prove moi's assertion, a tiny snippet from Pleasure of Blue Lotus Oil ~ Deepest sapphire truth, the first time his Sheridan had smiled at him with complete fondness sparkling in the depths of her azure-sea eyes, she had mastered his heart.
Which tail-swishing reminds ~ the Kougaress has sent her cover art form and images to David Burton, with the knowing-feeling that the paint brush magic will occur, whatever his artistic vision.
And, roar-tingly yay, both Red Lioness Tamed and All Shades of Blue Paradise are on the March release page of Fallen Angel Reviews ~ http://fallenangelreviews.com/NewReleasesMonth/NRMonth-March.htm
Rumble-apology for the interruption in penning. However, the canines must be released to enjoy bounding about the land. And on the sundown horizon, a magical glow of pale apricot with a sheer tint of gold beneath the deep steadfast blue of the low-hanging clouds. Perhaps, a sweeter magic than if the Big Beautiful Fairy Goddess-Cat appeared...meow shrug?
Another tidbit shrimp of good news, moi's blog, Hunting the Magic Were-Beast, has been accepted as an article for the upcoming Passionate Ink newsletter. Meow Cool Cat, dark shades and strolling included.
And talk about a real FAT CAT, snarl-no, not the fat cats of commerce, check out the pic on coast-to-coastam with George Noory of a real live Garfield, a thirty-five pounder. Can anyone growl 'chase the mouse' instead of 'come dine Italiano style'?
Sinderella kisses from the Kougar...