Bit 7, The Mellow Yellow Prophecy.
The sound of a familiar car in the driveway stirred Bitssy and Marmalade from their hilarious dreams about Marmalade’s exploits on his latest travel adventure. Running to the side gate, the big person greeted them with the same liveliness that they greeted her.
"Hello my babies," she crooned, "it's so good to come home. Hello Marmalade. For a stray cat you're awfully well fed. Must be plenty of rats around, hey! What’s that strong smell? Have you two been making lime drinks to burn off some rat fat?"
The big person laughed at her joke, picked Marmalade up, hugged him tightly until his eyes almost popped out and his fat little legs jiggled helplessly like a baby being smothered by a giant. She devotedly scratched Bitssy behind her ear, just the way Bitssy loved it, and gazed into her flawless, strong brown eyes.
"Hello darling. Lets get a beer, go sit on the front verandah, and watch the flying foxes take off for the night."
As Bitssy's big person unlocked the back door and held it open for the two friends to enter the house, Bitssy's mind raced.
"Now's my chance. It's the moment for my strength to shine out, to finally sparkle. A test for my inner strength. Now's my opportunity to face my fear...to face Caramel on MY front verandah and to really check that all is sweet outside my front door.”
Bitssy hesitated on the doorframe to think more. A timid, harmless little house spider retreated in haste across her paw but she jumped as though she’d been spooked by a ghost.
The sound of a familiar car in the driveway stirred Bitssy and Marmalade from their hilarious dreams about Marmalade’s exploits on his latest travel adventure. Running to the side gate, the big person greeted them with the same liveliness that they greeted her."Hello my babies," she crooned, "it's so good to come home. Hello Marmalade. For a stray cat you're awfully well fed. Must be plenty of rats around, hey! What’s that strong smell? Have you two been making lime drinks to burn off some rat fat?"
The big person laughed at her joke, picked Marmalade up, hugged him tightly until his eyes almost popped out and his fat little legs jiggled helplessly like a baby being smothered by a giant. She devotedly scratched Bitssy behind her ear, just the way Bitssy loved it, and gazed into her flawless, strong brown eyes.
"Hello darling. Lets get a beer, go sit on the front verandah, and watch the flying foxes take off for the night."
As Bitssy's big person unlocked the back door and held it open for the two friends to enter the house, Bitssy's mind raced.
"Now's my chance. It's the moment for my strength to shine out, to finally sparkle. A test for my inner strength. Now's my opportunity to face my fear...to face Caramel on MY front verandah and to really check that all is sweet outside my front door.”
Bitssy hesitated on the doorframe to think more. A timid, harmless little house spider retreated in haste across her paw but she jumped as though she’d been spooked by a ghost.
“No, I can’t do it,” Bitssy gulped as she swapped power for panic, her jerking ears, wilted tail and darting eyes plainly showing her alarm like a clock’s unwelcome calling first thing in the morning. “Caramel makes things all wrong. It’s all wrong. Caramel will hurt me, and my family."
Both the big person and Marmalade watched Bitssy. It was as though they could read her mind as well as her body. Marmalade’s own early warning signs kicked in and his tail began to flicker.
Upset, a look of rude annoyance crept over his face.
"Come on Bitssy," Marmalade snarled with his entire body, "I want to sit with you on your front verandah." If Marmalade had been able to cross his arms on his chest, stick his nose in the air, and close his eyes to everything that was going on around him, he would have done so: just to prove that he was poopy!
"What's wrong Bitssy? Not still scared of that yellow Caramel are you?" guessed the big person, "Caramel will do as she's told. To break her power over you, you just have to politely tell her to pull her head in and to let her know that we support you. After all Bitssy, it is your front verandah."
Bitssy gulped, trembling, "Oh no. I'm not ready, I'm not ready."
Bit 8. Poison Snake Catches a Rat on the Front Verandah
Upset, a look of rude annoyance crept over his face.
"Come on Bitssy," Marmalade snarled with his entire body, "I want to sit with you on your front verandah." If Marmalade had been able to cross his arms on his chest, stick his nose in the air, and close his eyes to everything that was going on around him, he would have done so: just to prove that he was poopy!
"What's wrong Bitssy? Not still scared of that yellow Caramel are you?" guessed the big person, "Caramel will do as she's told. To break her power over you, you just have to politely tell her to pull her head in and to let her know that we support you. After all Bitssy, it is your front verandah."
Bitssy gulped, trembling, "Oh no. I'm not ready, I'm not ready."
Bit 8. Poison Snake Catches a Rat on the Front Verandah
Bit 10. Hot Toast with Vegemite.
Bit 11. Off Caramel Smells Like Rotting Lime.
Bit 12. A Dog's Body
Bit 13. The Goodbye Van.
Bit 14. Caramel on Toast.
Bit 15. The Final Dreaming.
Eulogy.
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