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Sherlock Herms Reviews Case Notes from The Dancing Ghosts – Part 3
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Handmade Gemstone Charms Benefits Four Paws Lifeline
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Oops! Dori Did It Again!
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Herman’s Vacation in the Mountains
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Frank Saved My Life!
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The Adventure They Didn’t Want
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Herman’s Vacation at the Lake
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Herman TattleCat Raises $650 for #JDRFOneWalk
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Adorapurr Offers You A Bargain
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Latte’s Make Your Pants Tight

Sherlock Herms Reviews Case Notes from The Dancing Ghosts – Part 3

Welcome back, pals! I hope you are enjoying a relaxing, stress-free week. There are only 15 more shopping days till Christmas. I found this out when I overheard my mom on the phone telling someone that she’s doing EVERYTHING and the stress is making her roots turns grey.

Why do hoomons stress so much? Christmas is meant to be a joyous celebration, but with the pressure to get presents bought & wrapped & mailed and holiday cards addressed & stamped & mailed… the joy quickly turns to angst.

Good thing I’m a cat. We have staff to buy our presents and a mail our Chrispmouse cards.

I hope you are enjoying the review of my Case Notes on my first case, The Dancing Ghosts. Looking back on this particular chapter, I have to admit I smiled a lot while reading Dori’s parts. Except for when she threw up on Blunden’s Oriental. I wonder if he ever found out? The grass Dori barfed kinda matched the color on his old rug.

Anyway! Season Two of Sherlock Herms Purranormal Mysteries starts January 27th. I can’t wait to see what happens. Seriously. Mom has been busy doing Christmas stuff and I’m still waiting for us to begin work on Season Two. (sigh!)

You can click on the image below to read my case notes on The Dancing Ghosts – Part Three, or click here to visit the Archive Page where all of my Case Notes from Season One are listed.

I hope you enjoy reading my adventures. Your comments are always welcome and appreciated.

Please be sure to come back for Season Two starting January 27, 2017. And please, have a Wonderpurr Day.~ Herman!!!

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Handmade Gemstone Charms Benefits Four Paws Lifeline

santa-herman-better-2-giveHi pals! Guess what? As of today, November 15th, there are only FORTY shopping days left until Christmas!

Uh oh! Sorry! Okay, put your head between your paws… Breathe in… Breathe out. It’s gonna be all right! Why? Cuz I’m here to help you make your Christmas shopping a little easier, plus you can give the Gift of Life on top of it. How’s that?

Most of you already know about Four Paws Lifeline, the 501(c)(3) non-profit organization started by Karen and David Brothers, the pawrents of my beautiful wife, Belle. But for those of you who don’t, here’s what they’re all about: Read More

Oops! Dori Did It Again!

Tattlecat ChatHi pals! Herman here. Well, it’s getting old around here. I’m not talking bout my mom sliding into another year, kicking and screaming. I’m talking bout my little sisfur, Dori.

Two weeks ago I posted Dori’s story, Frank Saved My Life, about when she was nearly strangled by an evil vine in our yard, and Frank came to her rescue. Then, a week later, SHE DID IT AGAIN!

This time she actually jumped…or maybe fell over the fence. You know Dori. She excels in Clumsy. Anyway, she wasn’t supposed to even be in the yard. Mom said she couldn’t have yard privileges until next spring. But then Aunt Janeson and a few others came to her defense, saying maybe she should be given a second chance…blah blah blah. And Mom gave her that second chance.

Let me reassure you…after what went down last week, THERE ARE NO MORE SECOND CHANCES!

I will now turn the mic over to Dori who can finish telling you her story. Read More

Herman’s Vacation in the Mountains

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My Vacation in the Mountains

by Herman TattleCat

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The mountains were big.

The bears were dangerous.

I slept a lot.

The End

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There is something about fresh mountain air that makes me sleepy. Well. I’m a cat, so I do sleep up to 18 hours a day no matter where I am… But, mountain air has that special sumthin’ that pulls every ounce of energy out of me.

For this vacation Mom had a special surprise for me: my furend, @ThatStripeyCat’s mom, Janeson Keeley, joined us! Our mom’s have been pals for a long time, and Ms. Janeson even built my website!

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Frank Saved My Life!

tattlecat-chat-logo-on-chairI was in the middle of writing my weekly column when something scary happened to my little sisfur. I read somewhere that talking about upsetting things helps to release the fear so it doesn’t…you know. Bore others by talking about it. So I thought it would be a good idea for Dori to write about it and get it out of her system so I don’t have to hear about it after today.

So please welcome my guest columnist, Dori, who will share a traumatic event that may scar her for life. Or at least until tomorrow. ~ Herman!!!

Dori: I was traumatized the othdori-celebrating-lifeer day in my very own backyawd! But Fwank came to my rescue. Fwank saved my life!

It all began when I went into the yawd to enjoy the sunshine with my brofurs Fwank and Opie. Mom was busy working at the table, but she checked on us every few minutes.

To be honest, in the past I’ve had poor listening skills. I think I may have Attenshun Deffy-sit Dis-odor. Mom always tells me to stay in the yawd. To not jump on the fence. “But Mom!” I argue. “Fwank gets to jump the fence!”

Mom makes an excuse for him, saying he’s older and has something called street smarts that I’m severely lacking as I was only 3 months old when I was adopted.

Herman: Hey Dori! Get to the point. You have 500 words and you’re halfway through them.

Dori: Ohhh-kay. Well, I kinda forgot on purpose about keeping all four paws on the ground, and I decided to climb a twee in the corner where I’d seen my daddy, Nikolas, sitting on a ledge. When I got up there I was shocked to see a whole new world on the other side of the fence. There was caws and bushes and gwass and gawbage cans…

Herman: You now have less than 200 words.

Dori: Suddenly! I felt something gwab my collar and wrap itself around my neck, CHOKING ME! While I quietly struggled in despurration, Mom stepped outside and started to do roll-call. Suddenly! Fwank hauled tail over to the corner of the yawd where I was quietly DYING in the tree. Mom thought it very stwange of Frank to do that, so she followed to see what he was looking at. That’s when she saw me. At first she thought I was trying to get down cuz I’d been caught on top of the fence. But then she saw the vine that had wrapped itself around my froat and was CHOKING ME!

Herman: Less than 100 words.

Dori: While I made Gak! Gak! Gak! sounds in my froat, Mom tried to break the vine’s death gwip on me. Her hands were bleeding! Not weally, but my story might be made into a mewvee and blood draws a huge audience.

Herman: Less than 50…

Dori: If Fwank hadn’t run to the corner to show Mom where I was DYING…I could have CHOKED to DEATH! Fwank is my Hero! He’s the best brofur–”

Herman: And we’re out of time! Until next Tuesday, stay off the fence and enjoy a Wonderpurr week!

Herman!!!

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The Adventure They Didn’t Want

Herman Site Icon 512x512pxIt all began Monday morning when I wanted to go for a walk. I am not the patient type when it’s a beautiful day and I’m in the mood to stretch my legs. I wanted out.

NOW!

Mom was at her desk. I threw myself down at her foots and emoted until she dragged her attention away from editing our next purranormal mystery. “I’m on a tight deadline,” she told me. “We are leaving town and I need to get two episodes written before we leave.”

I’m a cat. I care nuffin about deadlines. I went to the door where I saw sunshine and glorious blue skies. I yowled. I howled. I purrformed a hissy fit that could quite possibly net me a Blogpaws award for Best Cat in a Feline Drama .

It didn’t work. So I went to Plan B.

Plan B is me sitting behind Mom’s chair, moaning and talking to myself. Non-stop. For as long as it takes.

“Okay. Okay!” She put me in my Gen7Pets Regal stroller and out the door we went. Like I said, it was a glorious sunshiny day with blue skies and bird singing and flowers blooming…well, not much since it’s mid-Octopurr, but still–it was a real nice day. Especially cuz I got my own way.

Suddenly, Mom stopped pushing my Ride. “Frank! Go home!”

I peeked around my Ride to see my tabby brofur jogging along behind us. “I wanna come too,” he yowled, huffing and puffing cuz he has a tubby tummy.

He soon caught up with us, and then flopped down in front of me.

See what I mean?

Anyway, we rode along as usual, heading for the pond. I could see Frank was losing his enthusiasm for joining us on our walk. He began veering off onto the grass, and would stop and look behind us as our house got smaller and smaller in the distance.

“Did you bring a snack?” I asked. “And your hiking boots?”

“A snack? Hiking boots?” Frank looked pretty worried now. “Just how far are we going?”

“To the ends of the earth, my friend. If you didn’t bring your boots, your paws will probably fall off.”

I hid my snicker behind my paws. I’m a nice guy…except when someone intrudes on my walk with my mom.

“I don’t have any boots. I didn’t bring a snack!” Frank jogged along side my stroller. “Can I ride with you? Did you bring enough snacks for both of us?”

I squinted into the fragrant breeze as we rounded the corner. “Better turn back now. You’ve been warned.”

Suddenly, the garage monster that lived on the corner roared to life. I watched Frank flattened himself on the road. As the giant maw of the monster widened, Frank looked like he was ready to burst into tears.

“I warned you,” I whispered. I expected him to run home with his tail between his legs.

Instead he roared ahead at a full gallop, past the garage monster, past the pond, straight over the hill and down into the creek.

“Frank!” Mom hollered after him.

“He’s okay,” I purred. “Now where were we? Oh! We were going for a long sunshiny walk.”

Mom spun my Ride around and hustled me back to the house. Then she went back out. I knew she was going after Frank. Brofurs can be such a pain in the floofy tail!

Later when she returned with Frank under her arm, I pretended to be asleep. But I kept an ear perked for the gossip.

“I expected to have to hunt for him,” I overheard Mom tell Dad when he got home. “But the minute I called his name, he answered. He was under the bridge, freaking out. I really thought he would know how to get home. It’s only four houses away. But he looked scared and was hunkered down. I called him and he ran up the embankment. I’ve never seen him so upset! As I carried him home, I whispered to him, ‘I’ll always come for you, Frank. I’ll always find you.'”

Hearing that made me throw up a little in my mouth. Purrsonally, I think he behaved like a big baby. I mean, what was the fuss? I guess not every cat is a savvy world traveler like me. So sad.

Hope you enjoy a Wonderpurr week!

Purrs! Herman!!!

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Herman’s Vacation at the Lake

good-on-tvMy Vacation at the Lake

by Herman TattleCat

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The lake was big.

The lake was wet.

It smelled like fish.

The End

Grab your popcorn noms…it’s time for a Home Mew-Vee

Thank you for watching my Home Mew-Vee! Please come back on Friday for the next Sherlock Herms Purranormal Mysteries, Episode 2:

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Click for Episode One

 

Herman TattleCat Raises $650 for #JDRFOneWalk

Herman for JDRF one walkThanks to all who donated to my #JDRFOneWalk fundraising page, I was able to raise $650. That’s 2,600 huge quarters!

I sincerely appreciate all who RT’d my efforts on Twitter to get the word out. I have several family members and close friends who live their lives with Type 1 Diabetes, and I wanted to walk…um, roll in their honor.

We walked on  Caturday, Octopurr 1st – and the day started out with a nice autumn chill and bright clear skies. Everyone gathered at Shelby Farms Park in Memphis, TN–walking under the sponsorship of International Paper where my dad works. I even got to meet his boss, Greg, who took a selfie with me!

So for your amewsment…here are photos taken from my walk…uh, roll.

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Thank you so much to all who helped me to cross the finish line! I sincerely think you all are WONDERPURR!

I also wish to thank my little sisfur, Dori – @Adorapurr on Twitter – for contributing two of her songs – Purrrple Underpants and Let’s Go Outside – as prizes to those who contributed. She also added her voice to my fundraising efforts, which I appreciate.

For those of you who missed Dori’s fundraising videos:

Thank you, everyone for making my fundraising efforts a success!

Have a Wonderpurr Day!

Herman!!!

Adorapurr Offers You A Bargain

My little sisfur, Dori – @Adorapurr on Twitter – has exciting news for you. A new mewsic video!

Help me create a world without type 1 diabetes.

Just $5 would help so much!

To thank you for donating, you will receive Dori’s mewsic video of her hit song, Purrrple Underpants AND her not-yet-released mewsic video of her next hit song, Let’s Go Outside!

Two mewsic videos for $5. Like Dori sez…it’s a Bargain!

To Donate, Click on the Below Image.

Thank you and have a Wonderpurr Day!

Herman for JDRF one walk

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