Here we are at the clubhouse. Hope everybody is ready for the surprise party. *Kali opens the door and walks inside.*
Wow, what a fine job of decorating.
SARABI: Of course, we’ve had lots of experience at partying. mew.
What are you and Binga doing, Madi?
We’re having a game of Tiddlytreats. The idea is to get the treat in the cup by using a fish bone to push down on the treat and propel the treat into the cup. It’s not easy.
BINGA: When we get a treat in the cup we get to eat it.
AMBER: Cool game girls. I see the guest of honour heading this way. Quick everyone hide….you too Buddy.
Okey Dokey, watch out ladies, I need lotsa rooms to hide.
Into the Clubhouse walks Sasha.
Buddy and the ladies leap out yelling HAPPY 18th. BIRTHDAY, SASHA!
SASHA: Leapin Lizards, you scared the crap outta me! Which reminds me did I ever tell you about my Uncle Herbie? Well, he was just going to cross the street one day and Auntie Harriet yelled at him to be careful of the cars. He was so shocked by her yelling that he fell to his knees.
KIT: You mean he died because she scared him so much?
SASHA: No, because a horse and carriage came along and the horse kicked Uncle Herbie in the head. mew
SASHA: Whew! Look at this place, it’s like royalty is visiting.
ALI: It’s for you, Sasha. You are our queen for the day. How does it feel to be 18? Are you achier than yesterday?
SASHA: Mew, mew….you know, I think I am. I should sit before I fall down.
MADI: Kali and her mom baked some goodies for us to celebrate your special day.
Mom calls these pawpuffins…they sorta puffed when they weren’t supposed to and look like muffins. MOL
ALLIE: I brought some Vine Wine that was in the back room of the clubhouse.
A toast to our Birthday gal. *Buddy and the gals each grab a bowl of Vine Wine and salute Sasha.*
Sasha: Oh my ladies, this is so special, I am touched deeply.
BINKY: Tell us something very wise, Sasha?
Hmmm, something wise, eh? “The Universal sound for peace is a cat’s purr.” How’s that?
SARABI: Excellent…we all believe that’s true.
Here’s the wonderful cake Angel Phoebe’s mom made for you, Sasha.
SASHA: My kit lit but it is beautiful!! *Sasha blows out all 18 candles.* It would be a shame to cut into it but what the heck here let’s take a picture and then eat it. Everyone got some cake….dig in…mew. mew.
BINKY: Here are some cupcakes we can take home with us. Granny made them and sent me through the Euro-tunnel when they were still hot.
SASHA: What game are you playing Binga?
SASHA: I played that before. I’d skip the game and just eat the treats….Mew, Mew.
BUDDY: Sasha can I talk to you?
SASHA: Sure Buddy, what is it?
BUDDY: The gals really did up the party for you but I’s wanted to do something way special for you from me to mark your big ole 18th birthday so I’s made a card just for you. I hope you likes it.
Buddy!! I love it! How nice of you. Thank you so much. *Sasha gives Buddy a big hug.*
LILY OLIVIA: …Girls, come….there is an alert that someone is sneaking into houses. He is a ragged looking sort of guy. He’s up to no good, I say.
AMBER: What? How does this weird dude get in? I always check the doors and windows before I retire for the night.
BINKY: I heard about this fella. He only breaks into our homes on Christmas Eve. Some say he comes down the chimney. What an odd guy. He eats any cookies and milk that are just lying around in the livingroom. There’s not even a crumb left. What a pig! Does he take things?
KIT: I heard he never takes anything just the cookies and milk. He gets in the house by sliding down the chimney. If, he eats only cookies and milk, he must be fat. He’ll get stuck one of these days. Then he’s headed for the slammer.
MADI: Well, I’m staying up to take his picture. I’ve been doing these Sunday Selfies for years and so I’m good at it if I don’t say so myself. I’ll catch the bum in the act.
I hear him…ready…SNAP. Got him!!
Well, you’re the intruder we were scared of….crap!