The look in the tiger’s eyes was one of pure shock. How had he been transported into a girl’s birthday party? This was to be a simple magic trick. Nothing bizarre was supposed to happen? Yes, somebody was going to be dinner tonight.
“No, I don’t think you’re going to pin the tail on anything of mine,” the tiger roared while dashing up the stairs with all of those girls following him. He ran into the first room he came to and sat down to catch his breath.
Just behind him ran in those girls. What now? For the love of raw meat, they want to dress me up? Don’t they know I’m a boy tiger? Evidently not. Hey, they better not dress me in anything that makes me look fat. What am I thinking? They better not dress me up at all!
The tiger sprinted for the stairs, just as mom rounded the corner with birthday cake. The tiger slid to a stop, “Yum!” The mother had just set a slice of cake in front of him when he was jerked back to the magic show.
“Sorry about that,” laughed the magician. “You’ll be thinking sorry,” growled the tiger.
Renee Hale, from Bowling Green, KY, holds a Masters of Library Science and has been a children’s librarian for six years. Over the last six months Hale has started getting more serious about her writing.
© 2007 Renee Hale. Original for CCF (Hale grants CCF first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).
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