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Carry On for Wednesday, February 26, 2020:
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A: More Precious Than Rubies
Snngween: So how do d'you like riding shotgun with your Bibikubwa, Kiddo?
Sandy: I don't know which luncheon I liked better— the one at the Royal Guild of Tinkers and Tailors, or at the Loyal Order of Soldiers and Spies!
Snngween: Well, I hope you like this next place— there's no luncheon, but it's always one of my favorite stops.
Sandy: An orphanage—?
Snngween: Yep. They give me handmade macaroni necklaces here!
B: The Infantry
Songween: I founded this orphanage about thirty years ago. We had a real problem with abandoned pups— mothers not coming back from wars, unwanted males— it was a public nuisance. The healthy cubs were stealing to survive. The sick ones begged and got underfoot. Some folks wanted 'em shot on sight.
Songween: We had to do something. So I figured if we had a place to house them, feed them, and train them, we could at least turn the little snots into good soldiers. So I had this place built and rounded 'em up. It's worked pretty well for us.
Songween: Ah! Here comes my infantry now!
Orphans: GRAMMA! GRAMMA'S HERE!
Snngween: So how do d'you like riding shotgun with your Bibikubwa, Kiddo?
Sandy: I don't know which luncheon I liked better— the one at the Royal Guild of Tinkers and Tailors, or at the Loyal Order of Soldiers and Spies!
Snngween: Well, I hope you like this next place— there's no luncheon, but it's always one of my favorite stops.
Sandy: An orphanage—?
Snngween: Yep. They give me handmade macaroni necklaces here!
B: The Infantry
Songween: I founded this orphanage about thirty years ago. We had a real problem with abandoned pups— mothers not coming back from wars, unwanted males— it was a public nuisance. The healthy cubs were stealing to survive. The sick ones begged and got underfoot. Some folks wanted 'em shot on sight.
Songween: We had to do something. So I figured if we had a place to house them, feed them, and train them, we could at least turn the little snots into good soldiers. So I had this place built and rounded 'em up. It's worked pretty well for us.
Songween: Ah! Here comes my infantry now!
Orphans: GRAMMA! GRAMMA'S HERE!
Sunday, July 1, 2017:
Fred’s Diaries have won first place in this year's Ursa Major Awards, in the Best Novel category! Many thanks to everyone who voted for us!
Fred’s Diaries have won first place in this year's Ursa Major Awards, in the Best Novel category! Many thanks to everyone who voted for us!
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~ Mark Twain
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