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The True Intro To Shark Tale & Wish...

A Word Of Advice From Simba

If you've just woken up from a nap and don't know what to have for lunch - burgers would probably make a good breakfast anyway - I think cornflakes would be a best suited option. They're so nutritious and full of sunshine.

Back in my day, Amber and I used to love watching that one commercial featuring that Foghorn Leghorn lookalike named Cornelius Rooster. One time when I was watching it, I told her about the Lion Calendar (much like the Mayan Calendar, but for lions) that we used to have in my kingdom before it got destroyed by the turtle army. One part of the calendar suggests that every lion eats cornflakes for breakfast every morning. It boosts their strengths, makes their roars even louder and makes their teeth sparkle. Oh, and did I mention? It also makes their fur nice and soft.

So a nice bowl of cornflakes won't do any harm to try during lunch time. I read once in a book that you should have cornflakes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. That irresistibly crunchy taste...golden corn...oh my goodness, the joy!

So, er.....why can't everything be as simple as Kellogg's Cornflakes?

365 Days Of Happiness - Time To Rest, Not Roar

Happiness can be the pause that follows a rough day. Yesterday might have left you queasy and wrung out, the car ride with the support worker still lingering in your body. Today, though, you can soften into rest. Let yourself sink into the quiet of your room, no timetable to keep, no pressure to push. A blanket pulled close, a gentle show humming in the background, or even the simple sound of the dog’s paws padding nearby—these little comforts can stitch you back together.

Happiness doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it’s just giving yourself permission to do nothing after your body has done enough.

On This Clear October Month - Chapter 1 - Part 1

On this day in October, Lady Penelope, Parker and I went on a shopping trip in the big town far away from our peaceful countryside mansion.

On the way, I was whining that I was hungry, so Penelope produced a packet of chocolate biscuits from out of her bag.

“Oi, milady,” said Parker all of a sudden, “Have you heard they’re selling Lion King, Little Mermaid and Care Bears sweatshirts?” At once I brightened up.

“And have you heard they’re selling Halloween milk now?” he added. “Yeah!” I piped up, “Orange cream and chocolate.” “I think we’ll add those to our list, Parker,” said Penelope, writing on her rose-patterned notepad. When we arrived at B&M, I was concerned it might be too crowded.

So Penny had to go in and do the shopping while I relaxed in Fab-1 with Parker. It seemed very peaceful at first, but then I heard a baby squealing loudly nearby. “Yoohoo, Parker!” called an Australian-accented voice. It was Nutmeg and her baby, Cupcake, who were strolling past.

I got to hold Cupcake and cuddle him while Parker chatted with Nutmeg. The conversation went on for a very long time, and I was getting restless.