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My nose, it has a flavor, and that flavor is…eeevil!
What is this eeevil of which you speak? May I subscribe to your newsletter?
Screw eeevil, somebody help me climb this thumb-monkey.
To dream the impossible dream…to climb the unclimable monkey…to
Y’all are just freaking weird, you know that right?
Not weird, eeevil! How many times do I have to…ooh, sritchy…
No, she’s right, y’all are weird.
Weird and eeevil. I have the car keys! I just have to figure out how to reach the pedals…
Announcing ALL THE THINGS:
There will be at least two more Blade books after Blade Reforged, which comes out in June. The new books should be out around Dec 2014, and June 2015 respectively.
I’ll also be writing my first YA novel this year: School for Sidekicks: The Totally Secret Origin of Foxman Jr. which will be coming out from Feiwel and Friends (Macmillan) probably summer 2014.
Finally, I’ll be a keynote speaker at the Literary and Fine Arts Festival in the Charlotte NC area, in early April as a guest of Rowan-Cabarrus Community College. My sessions will be Thursday morning, April 11, 2013. Session 1: 10am to 10:50am, Session 2: 11:00 to 11:50am.
I have one more picture of Cabal to post and it’s one of the most important as it shows him
doing what he loved most in all the world—adoring his Neil.
Cabal was my friend Neil Gaiman’s dog. Cabal was also my friend, and we shared a
lot of adventures over the last few years. He died yesterday. I will miss him dearly.
I took a ton of pictures of Cabal because he was beautiful and a great heart and because
I knew that Neil would be happier on the road if he could see Cabal happy too and that’s
what you do for friends. I’m putting some of my favorites here. This is part one of three.
These were all taken yesterday: 1/11/13
Picturesque cat is picturesque.
(Guest shot by house sitter extraordinare—Paula T)
Does this basket make me look fat?
Yes. It does.
She’s right.
Would y’all shut up. I’m working here.
Does this expression make me look crazy?
Hush, I need to kill this fluffy invader before she takes over my faucet.
Shut up, it’s tres me.
I can measure position, but I’m having trouble with velocity.
I am skeptical of your sciency ways.
Thpptht!
Double thpptht!
Thpptht with a side of slurp!
That’s it, it’s a “special edition” and not late at all. Right? Yeah, I don’t believe me either. On to the cats.
The sun, it melts me. I die.
That’s not melting. THIS is melting.
The Russian judge gives your entire competition a 3.5. Just sad.
Oh my team! Oh the felinity!
You cats are embarrassing the rest of us. Stop it. Now.
I concur with my colleague, Pippin the fluffernut.
Srsly, what’s up with these McCullough cats and their showbiz ways?
I think it’s a disgrace.
Real cats hide from cameras carried by people named McCullough. Like this.
And now for something completely different…
Can’t touch this! I will kill you with my mind.
Why are you down playing with the dogs when you should be up here giving me treats?
There. Much better, serving catkind as thumb-monkeys were born to do.
