{"id":230,"date":"2022-07-22T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-07-22T12:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/katrina.effexhost.com\/index.php\/2022\/07\/22\/story-sneak-peek-yo-ho-ho\/"},"modified":"2022-07-22T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2022-07-22T12:00:00","slug":"story-sneak-peek-yo-ho-ho","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/2022\/07\/22\/story-sneak-peek-yo-ho-ho\/","title":{"rendered":"Story Sneak Peek &#8211; Yo Ho Ho"},"content":{"rendered":"<\/p>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEiFzKxzfmk4E492RYmiEDJpC8keN9YRaml0uj6xnYqdFP3O7WQpUW0-mNC5xuJeBlK5hkXE07wLrtwCfZYwFACDKYPZcruntc61VpQEp1bJSyVeIM8SGcpYFezvoHa6F9p-IcyWnwMnMTt2MswPQAkmE9LRzFvYQCnR36msnegnYjL83r_kCZIPIbakYw\/s1974\/60743423_433817217408480_6337094266652721152_n.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" data-original-height=\"612\" data-original-width=\"1974\" height=\"99\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEiFzKxzfmk4E492RYmiEDJpC8keN9YRaml0uj6xnYqdFP3O7WQpUW0-mNC5xuJeBlK5hkXE07wLrtwCfZYwFACDKYPZcruntc61VpQEp1bJSyVeIM8SGcpYFezvoHa6F9p-IcyWnwMnMTt2MswPQAkmE9LRzFvYQCnR36msnegnYjL83r_kCZIPIbakYw\/s320\/60743423_433817217408480_6337094266652721152_n.jpg\" width=\"320\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>A long time ago, I used to live with a lot of other cats in<br \/>\na place they called \u201cthe schoolyard.\u201d It just never really felt like the place<br \/>\nfor me though. Don\u2019t get me wrong. I really loved the other cats that lived<br \/>\nthere. My best friend\u2019s name was Mittens. She was so much fun. We used to hang<br \/>\nout together and play all sorts of games together. One of my favorite games was<br \/>\nto pretend that we were swashbuckling pirates. We\u2019d talk in fake pirate voices<br \/>\nand swing our sticks around, pretending that they were swords. <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Then, one day, someone took Mittens to live somewhere else.<br \/>\nI was so sad to see her leave, but happy that she\u2019d always have a warm bed to<br \/>\nsleep in and yummy food whenever she wanted it. Living in a nice, warm house<br \/>\nwas Mittens\u2019 dream and it was coming true. <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>After she left, I sulked around. I didn\u2019t want to talk to<br \/>\nanyone. I didn\u2019t even come out when the man came who fed us. After a while,<br \/>\neveryone thought that I had left. Then, one day, I was thinking about how<br \/>\nMittens\u2019 dream came true, and I decided that it was time to help make my own<br \/>\ndream come true. I would become a real life pirate.&nbsp; I would find my own ship and I would sail the<br \/>\nseas. <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Finding a ship shouldn\u2019t be hard. I lived in Florida which<br \/>\nis surrounded by a lot of water. There had to be boats somewhere. The next<br \/>\nmorning, I packed up my few things and headed out towards the closest water<br \/>\nthat I knew of. When I got there, I followed a man who looked like he might be<br \/>\na sailor. I was right! He led me right to the biggest boats that I had ever<br \/>\nseen.<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>I walked up the dock. The further I walked, the bigger the<br \/>\nboats became. Some of them were big enough to have entire cities on them! I<br \/>\nwasn\u2019t interested in a boat that big. I wanted a smaller boat, one where I<br \/>\nwouldn\u2019t get lost every time I tried my paw at swashbuckling.<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>I decided that I had better head back the way that I had<br \/>\ncome. Sure enough, the boats kept getting smaller, but they were all pretty<br \/>\nbig. I was about to give up by the time that I got to the end of the dock. All<br \/>\nof the ships were just too big for this pirate cat. Then, right there, at the<br \/>\nvery end of the dock was the perfect pirate ship! As I stood there watching,<br \/>\nthey even lowered a gangplank. This was the ship for me.<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Keeping my eyes on the gangplank, I slowly approached the<br \/>\nboat. This was the part that I wasn\u2019t sure about. I couldn\u2019t just take over<br \/>\ntheir ship. That would be like the bad pirates that I had heard about. I didn\u2019t<br \/>\nwant to be one of those. I wanted to be the kind that swished swords as they<br \/>\nsang sea shanties. That kind didn\u2019t seem like they would just take over a ship.<br \/>\nI guessed it was time to talk to the captain.<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>I had perfect timing. As soon as I got to the end of the<br \/>\ngangplank, the captain appeared at the top. He was a tall man with a big, bushy<br \/>\nbeard that was as white as the ocean spray. His face looked like it had been in<br \/>\nthe sun for days, but he had a twinkle in his eyes that gave me the confidence<br \/>\nto walk up the gangplank towards him. <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>When I reached the top, he smiled down at me while I saluted<br \/>\nhim. <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy are you saluting me?\u201d he asked.<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re the captain of this fine ship, aren\u2019t you?\u201d <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, yes I am.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cThen you deserve the respect of a simple salute.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Sadie could have sworn that the man blushed beneath his<br \/>\nrugged tan. <o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell then, Miss, what can I do for you?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cI would like to officially join your crew as a pirate. I<br \/>\nwill swab the decks, swashbuckle, sing sea shanties, and wear a fancy hat. I<br \/>\nwould prefer not to wear an eyepatch though. Those are hard to see through.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cHave you ever been to sea? It can be a rough life.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cI have not, but my life up until now hasn\u2019t been easy.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Sadie told the captain about her life in the schoolyard and<br \/>\nhow her friend, Mittens, had followed her dreams and now it was time for her to<br \/>\ndo the same. The captain nodded often, listening to her tale.<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat does sound rough. Well, Miss\u2026I\u2019m sorry, what is your<br \/>\nname?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cSadie, sir.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>The captain smiled. \u201cWell, Miss Sadie, if you\u2019re sure you<br \/>\nwant to do this, we would be happy to have you. Come aboard.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Sadie smiled and picked up her bag. She took one last look<br \/>\naround and then marched up the gangplank, ready to start her life as a pirate.&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>\nIf you like what you&#8217;ve read here, please share it with others using these buttons:<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A long time ago, I used to live with a lot of other cats in a place they called \u201cthe schoolyard.\u201d It just never really felt like the place for&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[28],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-230","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-writing"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/230","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=230"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/230\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=230"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=230"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifewithkatie.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=230"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}