The Adventures Of Opuss Part 2 Door, Grandma, Door, Grandma... Which one? Opuss's mind was boggling with questions that, typically, had no complete answer. While he was contemplating what to do he lifted a Crowbar. "Mere intelligence" he whispered to himself "mere intelligence". Two men walked in, each equipped with shotguns. This situation became unfair and explicit so Opuss decided to get out before his fatal death. He might just have had a fighting chance had her bodyguards had not come to save her. Opuss released his body from the grasp of the old woman and clambered onto the bookshelf. Abruptly he stood despite fear of heights and took a massive leap of faith out, off of the balcony then 'BANG!' right onto solid reinforced concrete "Damn it!" he hissed pulling up to a tree for stable support. Opuss nursed his knee as well as he could before trying to think up some logical strategies. In order to stay completely and utterly safe from harm (just in case the old lady was Grandma Puss) Opuss would have to venture away from home into the unknown... Who knows, maybe when he returns he may be able to fight the witchy old hag himself. That's it! SpellCraft! Opuss had heard many stories of an old shack in the Wood of Despair, where an old witch should live. She may be able to teach Opuss magic! Opuss's friends at school just thought it was a myth but Opuss continued to believe despite his friends thoughts and trying to build structures of how he thought the castle would have looked, sadly all his attempts failed, although he always knew 'There is ALWAYS a reasonable explanation to everything, you just have to find what it is.' This is a #quote his Grandpa Puss always told him whenever in doubt. Grandpa Puss was married to Grandma Puss soon after their first child which was Opuss's mother. Supposedly everyone loved his mother apart from his father who slept around with other woman. Opuss could vaguely remember a fragile picture of his mother and father kissing. Opuss couldn't understand, they looked so in love, but in a way love can be blind. Opuss rose up, back still tight against the aged tree. He could walk to the Woods of Despair as they weren't too far from this hell driven area. Although,There may be a little difficulty getting there with a broken leg to nurse, even WITH a little encouragement therefore he would need a little help. With no phone or close friends in the area, how could he contact anyone? A subtle yell came from in the cul-de-sac not far from where Opuss was standing. He could recognise that voice from anywhere. "Karma!" She was a girl from his karate classes who he had happened to make rather good friends with. "Opuss!" She shrieked in delight "look what the cat dragged in!" "Charlie MacFish?" Opuss asked licking his paw carelessly like his #life was just a natural subject for cats his age. "What did you say, Opuss? My dearest apologies, my ears are clogged with whitefish," "I was just wondering if you might be Charlie MacFish," "That is indeed my name. Why do you ask? Did you forget?" "Oh, no reason at all," finished Opuss who was regretting even starting to chat with him because, apparently, he could talk for Britain. Which Opuss had no time for. "Look," started Opuss "I need someone to help me get to the Witches Tower in the Woods of Despair, would either of you care to travel with me?" Silence left Opuss still, he was waiting for an answer when suddenly... Hahahaha! Hahahaha! Karma and Charlie burst into unstoppable laughter, Opuss was NOT amused unlike the pair of laughing lunatics beside him. He simply ignored them as he limped down the road towards the motorway. "Wait for us!" They screamed in unison scrambling after him, tripping over one another's feet. Will Opuss find the secret of the witch?

The Adventures Of Opuss Part 1 Grandma Puss lay in her chair with her head at an angle. "Opuss, you beautiful baby boy," she purred while stroking his unkempt fur. "Your parents would have been so proud of you..." 12 years later... "Good morning, Grandma Puss!" Bellowed Opuss, who had developed a rather deep voice in the last six months of Meowmer's 'How To Be A Cat Training'. This voice reminded Grandma Puss of Grandpa Puss however she did not dare to compare Opuss to Grandpa Puss. "Are you feeling up to some raspberry pancakes?" She asks. " No thanks" replies Opuss liking his paw lightly, " I think I'll head outside for some fresh air". As the crisp, cold air filled Opuss's lungs he lunged himself down the hills, through the streets and into the alleyways. The street was bare like an old tree in the desert: burnt, lost, empty... Tomcat's gang had left the entire alleyway in junk, scraps and blood. Opuss suspected the blood belonged to a loyal cat in his gang that he decided to kill in his bloodlust. 'Constant violence... Why?' Opuss wondered to himself. Suddenly Opuss felt an agonising pain travel from the top of his back to the bottom. Despite his body wanting to collapse onto the concrete ground, he stayed steadfast, moving could be extremely lethal. He was loosing consciousness and could, ever so slightly, feel himself slipping into darkness. "Goodbye." He heard a dark voice say, before he finally ebbed away. Opuss awoke with a regal stretch, his eyes were blurred at first but soon adjusted themselves to the light. A bright tango circle formed high in the sky was falling low, some flowing clouds impeded the circle leaving it a little lighter than usual. Opuss sat up and felt his pockets. "Damn it! They stole my phone!" He murmured to himself. He sat up and suddenly realised his legs were chained to the iron block beneath him. "Damn it! They've chained me up!" He said a little louder, stupidly he continued to shout "Help!" Oblivious to the fact he may have some captures waiting for him to wake up so they can vigorously torture him. "Help!" He kept shouting, hoping for someone... Anyone... to walk in and give him a reasonable explanation. A shadow crosses the room. It's cloak rises to show... "Grandma?" Opuss's chains are lifted as he asks of her identity. Silence keeps the room still. Subtly Opuss stands up so he can properly stare into the lady's eyes. But a moment arises, letting him out into the freedom of the wild. A fire door is opened. Will Opuss take a plunge for freedom or die finding out his Grandma's real identity? Find out in Part 2!

Carrot Fudge Carrot Fudge Ingredients: 1 ½ cups carrots, peeled and grated 3 ½ cups sugar ½ cup sweetened condensed milk ½ cup water ½ teaspoons lemon extract (not lemon juice) 1 teaspoon cinnamon ½ cup chopped walnuts (optional) ½ cup raisins (optional) Put carrots, sugar, condensed milk and water in a 4 quart saucepan. Stir constantly over low heat until sugar is melted. Increase heat to medium and bring to a boil. Use a pastry brush dipped in hot water to brush crystals off the side of the pan. Don’t stir while it cooks. Heat to soft ball stage which is about 238 degrees on your candy thermometer. Place pan in cold water bath making sure water comes at least an inch up the side of the pan. Let it cool for 10 minutes add lemon extract and cinnamon, allow to cool until it gets to 110 degrees. Stir until the fudge thickens and becomes duller, add nuts and raisins pour into a buttered 8 x 8 pan. Allow to cool in refrigerator for several hours, cut and serve.

Mars 2013!!! I watch from my window with my head held high, to see the fireworks shoot through the sky, perhaps something's going on tonight, is it the Queen's big holiday flight? I know not yet, 'til through the door, runs in my sister, with fireworks galore. "Happy New Year!", she shrieks at me, "C'mon! C'mon! You need to see!" I rush outside and look at the stars, beneath the fireworks is Mars, He's lonely and sad 'cos nobody's been, Happy New Year 2013!!!