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PRINCE[ipal] Roles!
Well whee have some clear winners in the principal roles in our production of Snow White. As you saw in our previous post whee already have our seven dwarves and Butler Bumble-A-Bout! Without further ado . . .
With 23 votes for the part of The Wicked Step-Mother/Queen Belladonna is
Mistletoe!
With 32 votes for the role of the Magic Mirror is
Squeak!
With 37 votes and playing our Prince Rupert is
Artie!
And finally, playing the leading lady role. With 24 votes out of 56 your choice for Snow White was
Maggie!
Well whee think you have all voted wisely and are very pleased with our final cast. Now you are probably all dying to read our version of Snow White. It is in final editing phases and Mummy promises it will be ready for the next post. (Whee are holding her to that even if she needs to stay up all night and skip meals!)
Hope efurryone had a good wheekend and survived manic Monday!
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
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The Winner And The Won Over!
So, as promised, whee will now announce the winner of our caption contest 2 . . .
This caption won me over because it looked exactly like something I could be saying.
“You . . . You must . . . You must go! Go Buddy! Go on without me, save yourself!!”
This line should sound FURmiliar if you are The Hamster Diaries! Congratulations Dexter, Eve, Casper and Mr and Mrs Hamster Diaries! You are the winners of this fabulous little award!
But whee did mention a possible runner up and that comes in the form of my dear sweet Princess Zena from The Princess Tails. She wrote me a bootiful song that I could be singing . . . To her?! (Though on her blog I noticed a new furry in her life she obviously still loves me the best! Take that Raffles!) Beside it is her prize. A specially decorated pigture. Without further ado:
Somewhere over the shoebox,
Way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of,
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the shoebox,
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a s
And wake up where the clouds are blue
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
Away above the chimney tops,
That’s where you’ll find me.
Somewhere over the shoebox,
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the shoebox.
Why then, oh why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly,
Beyond the shoebox,
Why, oh why can’t I?
Well I think that pretty much rounds off this Spooktober contest but don’t worry, there will be more!
Basil
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