Da Spwing Fair , Part 2

::epper realizes too late that the $150.05 bid he placed yesserday was on the wrong lunch box!! ACK! He had bid on the lunch box decorated with the dandelions and come to find out, Shorty’s lunch box is the pink one with the lavender hearts and sprigs of lilacs on top. There are no bids on that one, yet. Pepper sheepishly go over and place a $200.01 bid on Shorty’s lunch box and he look around wondering who might this one with the dandelions belong to. Him surely hoping that it not belong to uggy CindeLu. Wouldn’t that just take the cake!? think Pepper to him ownself. Probably that lunch got rat tails and worms in there! ICK! But, too late now. Pepper done bid $150.05 on it and you can’t take back bids so time will tell. Pepper hope somebuddy else come along and bid reel high on that dandelion lunch pail:::::

Meeheehee, hi der.  You caught me reading ahead…I sure do wish I had been awound to meet sum of these kits…that Pepper and Shorty were a couple uf wild kits fur shure.  It’s nice to know dat I is welated to dem…anywho I found this fair schedule stuck in here, take a look…


Todas Effents:

YODELING/LOUDEST MEOW

Henry….Simba…Travis….Tigger…Bob….Maddie….Ashum

SIX WEGGED WACE

Gonzo-SammyWhee…Shorty-Pepper….Nicky-Harley….Andre-Maria

SHRIMP EATING CONTEST

Gonzo….Munchie….Quentin….Travis….Mijo….Daisy

BOX LUNCH AUKSHUN:

Lunches pwovided fur yur bidding by

Minnet…Poucette…Maria…Mammacita…Mischief…Dessie….L.G.

…Flika….Sunshine….StormyWeather….Natasha….Meadow….Mun

chie….Maddie….annonymous for Miss

GoldenEyes…..LynnLynn….Shorty

Also 10 lunches each donated by Moki Raindance an Thundercloud

place yur bids gentlemankits an dine wit da lady uf your choice

Also today HORSE WACE #1………..COOKING SHOWS BEGIN

an dont furget awl da wides an games affailable

HAFF FUN!!!!!!!!!!!

Sounds like lotsa fun, doesn’t it?

Anywho, moofing on shorty and the kitlins wander into the auction tent.  She sees Gus Noblekit putting a box on the table next to hers,  “Gus” , she meows, “you entering a lunchbox?”  “Yup, don’t meow to any , but I pwomised a big donation to the kittlens orphan home to make shure Shy gets it, too.

Shorty gwins, “don’t wurry  Gus .. Your secret is safe wit me.”  She wanders around a bit and spies Maria adding a big yellow bow to hur lunch box, a signal for Andre of course.  Den she notices da sad little lunch box with da dandylions on it, and no name.  Oh dear, she thinks, somebody is gonna be disappointed.  That box not gonna get a lot of bids.  She takes a quick look around and seeing nofurs paying attention slips a bid for two hundred gween papers into the bid box. As she starts to leave the tent, she hears a voice behind her…It otay, Shorty:
Dat box not sad…it be furry bootiful! And it holds a lot more dan you wud think! It’s my luffly Cinde’s boxlunch and I bid 500 greenpapers on it already! In fact I’m raising the bid against myownself and bidding 777 greenpapers!
Mijo

greyboy, sees Pepper worrying bout his bid on the dandylion box, Greyboy tells Pepper he doesn’t need to wurry about hiss Cinde’s box lunch. Greyboy goes ofur and bids 500 greenpapers on thr bootiful box lunch dat belongs to hiss soon to be wifeykit, Cinde. He thinks to himownself dat he better keep an eye on Pepper in case he decides to raise the bid.

Followed by,

::::Sammy wheesal waddles offur 2 da tabull an sees da lunchee box wif da dandwhee lions… (bunna’s luf dem) him poots a bid in fur hims cuzzinkit at 65 trillion catmint leefs::::
Dare dat shoolds do it!!! HHW….

Shorty is outside by now and spots gus sticking blue polka dots on the pink auction tent.  As she stands and watches him, she sees none other than,

Gonzo goes up to the lunch box table and takes off all of the ribbons and puts all of the foodies on the table.

He takes a little nibble of each thing to set the starting bids.

This lunch starts at $25.00

That lunch starts at $752.00

This one starts at 34 cents

That one starts at $37,000

GOnzo puts everything back into the lunch pails, except he doesn’t exactly remember what goes where and what ribbon goes with which lunchbox.

Everykit is gonna end up on lunch dates wiff every other kits spouses kind of like a swingers club, but their aint no way of fixing that now.

Gonzo puts the price tags on the boxes and heads off looking for some Tums..

Antares come in and look at all da purrty lunches — Hmmm he fink — my sniffer is just as good as my ears be and dis one here smell da nummiest. It not got the same color bow as what AnnieClaire said tho, but it still smell like da good stuffs she puts in lunches. So puttin all my gweenpapers on dis one!

Antares very carefully print in his best pawprintink his name on da sign up sheet.

Sammywhee sitting in a corner thinks to hisownself..

Everykit is gonna end up on lunch dates wiff every other kits spouses kind of like a swingers club, but their aint no way of fixing that now.
No madder Gonzo bonzo bean… whees aways makes enuffs foody fur effurwheekit… an asides, u meow whees awl whee~lated anyways…. hhw

Pepper wanders back into the tent wondering when the bids gonna be announced.  He looks again at the little dadylion box and decides to raise his bid to six hundred gween papers.

Shorty wandurs in to da box lunch tent to see how tings awr going. She piks up da bid box, hmmmmmmmmm pwetty wite, not many bids yet…pwenty uf kits awound an awl dese luffly lunches, doh der doo seem sumfing a bit diffwunt bout dem,oh well, as Pepper wood meow, dat neffur heer nor der….as she walks bak to da entwance, she notises a stwange, dawk kit in da bak korner, he seems a widdle familiur………….

and then…


but she is just a little afraid so she runs off and hides in a pickle barrel.

GOnzo wanders in and finds another vacant boof. He sees all of the lunch boxes, and well….. you can’t have enough lunches boxes he always says, and a lunch is a terrible thing to waste.

So he nibbles down one and he sees the last auction bid was 500 dollars on the lunch, so he pays $501. He is still hungry and well, like he says, a lunch is a terrible thing to waste so he actually ate 4 more. One that was last bid at $5000, one that was last bid at $7.00, one that was last bid at $8,994 and one that was last at $262.44. So he upped each bid by a penny and ate all of those lunches too. Within a short time he ate the remaining lunches and did the same thing with their bidding prices and by the end of the 30 minutes he had eaten 23 lunches and paid $847,383,272,000.45 right out of Pepper’s wallet.

Good thing nobody collected on Pepper’s bet at the horse race that he and Gonzo were going to win, because all of the money just went to the homeless kit orphanage.

GOnzo waddles off to the next event……….

Shorty pokes hur hed into da tent ware da schwimp eating contest will take pwace…she sees Bob an Daisy, forks at da weady, raring to go. Gonzo is offur in da korner doing deep nee bends an situps to wurk up an appetite, wike he needs to…but ware is Munchie, an Mijo,Quentin an Travis. Ders Munchi an Twavis in da bak korner kanoodlin…

Much as Shorty luffs schwimp she not gonna be in dis contest, she afwaid she badwy outcwassed by awl da champion eaters…..She sees Mijo sitting unner the shrimp table, nose acquiver in anticipation.  At last the bell rings an da contestants begin…

Wheelow, who iss standing in fur hiss Mischief while she iss at the horse race wif Sammy-Whee, watches as effurykit begins to eat the shrimpies. Each kit hass 100 shrimpies in front ob them. If they finish those they get 100 more and so on and so forth. Whee-low iss amazed at how much an how fast the kits are eating. He already haf to gif effurykit anofur 100 shrimpies.

Sammy watches frum the sidelines as the kits gobble down shrimp at record speed.  Gonzo sees Sammy nibbling Ritz crackers an meows not to fill up since Sammy has a lot of eggs to eat at the egg toss…Gonzo looks at his 29th shrimp and concedes the contest, he just doesn’t like his shrimps without sauce and he don’t got none.  Offur at the next table, Munchi starts slowing down,  Maybe I shouldn’t have had all those shrimp for lunch just before the contest , she thinks to herownself.

:: Tita comes runnin ober to da schwimpie eeting contest and notices dat da Muncher not consuming too much rite now… Well, dis be my golden opurrtunity, hur finks to hurownself. Since she not had anyfing to eet since early dis morning, she digs in wiff gusto! Munchie wooks up and catches site of widdle Tita awwmost inhaling dose schwimp. She be so surpwized hur just about drop da jumbo shwimp hur haff in hur mouf! Geez, I can’t wet hur beet me, what am I gonna do? Meenwhile, Tita’s count goes higher and higher….. Quentin in the corner, having practiced for days by eating Stars food, continues eating at a good clip. Daisy notices that a lot of the kits are starting to turn red.  At this point Quentin and Mijo are neck and neck for the win, tied at 13,000 shrimp each..they have put Munchie and Gonzo two champion eaters to shame.

Yikes!!!!!! Now Tita is neck and neck and neck wiff Mijo and quentin!

You blink for one second and all of a sudden other kits have joined the race and are winnink!

Well, they are now up to 15,000 shrimps and this looks like it will be going for awhile…..

Bob is right though about them starting to turn orange, and I am more than a little concerned……

Bob, prep yourself, today might be the first day you and tigger go up the tower and set off the safety siren. These three are resembling Navel oranges wiff four legs and I am starting to think we might have a little problem……

gonzo

Bob glances offur at his sisfur , Daisy, whose luffly white furs are now a deep pink, she looks kind of like a furry flamingo.  Now Quentin begins to slow down, he is beginning to look like a pink, black and white calico.  He fears he will fall offur and haff to be rolled out.  Maybe I’ll do better at mouse catching he muses to hisownself.

Judge Mischief, yu tink maybe we bettur haff an ambulance or two standing by, wunner iffun Dr. MaxiRose is nearby…..dis be sum serious eating…..meehee ,

Twafis, da Official Sponsor for Munchie in dis contest sees hims serbices *may* be needed. He stands by Munchie and pats her brow an whiskas an ruff wif a wet wittle towel from time to time. He pats her back an her paws. Pace yourself, Lady. Remember, slow an steady wins da race. Let dem come out eatin tousands of schrimpies right from da start. You take it nice an slow an be consistant ~ dat will win dis contest fur you. You know an *I* know dat no kitt can eat the Num Nums like YOU can.

:::Twafis sits next to hims Miss Golden Eyes an stays ready to assist in any way. He *knows* she can be da weiner in dis one. He *juss* knows it.:::

Rootin for Munchie,
Twafis Davis

At dis point, daisy gets hur second wind and picks up the pace again..man dis a tight race, fur shure.

Whee-low looks at the kits dat are still eating. He wishes dat horse race wud get ofur so Mischief cud come an see wot iss going on. Not only iss effury turnung pink, but dere legs are getting longer an dere moufs wook almost wike beaks. If dey grow wings dey will surely wook more wike flamingos dan kits. Oh my, Oh my!

Whee=low rubs hiss eyes an wooks around. Did him fall asweep at hiss dooties or iss da kits reely turning into flamingos? An if dey are will dey turn back to kits wen they quit eating da shrimpies. DEre only be Quentin, Munchie, Mijo and Lilly left.

OK, dats it fur today, Timmy and the girls will be home soon.  Till next time

Willow


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