Issue 24 November 2012
Issue 24 November 2012
Issue 24 November 2012
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HAIRY PLOTTER AND THE GOBLET OF MILK TASK THE 3RD, PART THREE
heard growls and hisses from the depths of the hedges and he tried not to visualise what they might have come from. Then, like a beam of light in a tunnel of darkness, he saw something straight ahead; the centre! He ran towards it eagerly, when he reached it he found it was marble steps and as he climbed he was raised above the tops of the hedges and finally he reached the top where there were two more kites sitting by a beautiful, embroidered, velvet cushion. Climb aboard, champion! one said, and Hairy immediately settled himself on the extremely comfortable cushion. The kites then carried the cushion towards the entrance to the maze; as they did so, Hairy took the coin from between his teeth and inspected it closely. Could that shape be an F? Soon the kites reached Stoff on his podium, and they lowered Hairy next to him; Hairy could see kites carrying Tiny and Biscuit (who was looking mischievous and very sly) on slightly less beautiful cushions. Stoff beamed at Hairy,
Congratulations, pal, he said you did it! and Hairy grinned, catching the eye of Iris who was gazing at him with eyes full of tears. You did brilliantly! Well done! Hairy hadnt noticed LT joining him on the podium, it was customary for the winning contestants mentor to stand with him on the podium. I am honoured to present you your prize the Goblet of Milk! exclaimed Stoff, and as Hairy raised his paw to take the Goblet, the coin he found in the maze fell to the floor. Oh, whoops! Just a coin I found on the maze floor, dont happen to know whose it is, do you Stoff? asked Hairy, but Stoffs eyes were wide with horror, and if cats could turn pale he would have done. No, Hairy, I dont believe it! No! What? What is it? Get him! and Stoff pointed at Hairy with his claw as one of the kites flew down and picked Hairy up by the scruff of the neck. No, no, no... he cant, I know him, he wouldnt! shouted LT at Stoff and the suddenly aggressive crowd. But Stoff ignored her and
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marched off to a tent with the What? Its just an old, scratched kite holding Hairy following. coin! It means nothing! When they got inside, the Kite The F on the back Hairy, put Hairy down, and stood by the Felimorts F. Only minions of door so as he could not run Felimort carry these coins, Hairy, away. Stoff was nose-to-nose youve been caught red clawed. with Hairy. Stoff looked down his whiskers at Dont you take me for a fool, Mr Hairy. Take him to the Naughty Plotter. How dare you? Room. He said to the attentive There must be some sort of kite, who picked Hairy up by the mistake; I dont know whats scruff of the neck and lead him going on! out of the tent. And as he walked wasnt you! I know- but she was Dont lie to me, how long have past the hoard of people, Hairy cut off by another cat pushing you been working for Felimort? hung his head (which is no mean her aside to get a better look at No! Never! feat, given the scruff of his neck the fugitive, being flown swiftly Do you think I dont know what was betwixt the beak of a kite). to damnation... this is? Stoff was holding up the As the kite flew away to the coin, Hairy hadnt noticed hed Naughty Room, he heard LT picked it up. scream, Ill get you out Hairy! It What a cliff hanger! What on earth will happen to Hairy? Will LT be able to save him? You decide! This months competition is to write the next instalment of Hairy Plotter, please email me entries at stoffragettes@live.co.uk
Merry Christmas!
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