For a class project Nancy and her friends must interview a neighbor with an interesting hobby. So they pick Terry Smith, who takes stray cats and kittens into her barn and finds them new homes. The girls have fun visiting with the cats, and Bess falls in love with two kittens, Cottonball and Coco. But when Bess’s new furry friends go missing, she is devastated. Nancy must discover who let these cats out of the bag before Bess’s heart is broken!

Bess becomes attached to two rescued kittens, but when her new furry friends go missing, it's up to Nancy to discover who let these cats out of the bag. Illustrations.

Kitten Capers is a series of six unique rhyming stories for children. Each seasonal adventure tells of Fluffy-Mum and her three little kittens, Clifford, Claude and Clara learning how to keeping safe and well, being out in the big wide world in sunshine and showers, to the excitement of snow on Christmas Day! Featuring a mothers love, sibling rivalry, an absent father, and a lovely patient Grandma. A bright and cheerful book with beautiful illustrations, to be read and appreciated by cat lovers of all ages - full of fun, frolics, mysterious dreams and magic wishes, children will treasure forever!

In Cat Burglar Caper, someone is stealing kittens from the local pet store! Fortunately for the cats, Nancy and her friends are on the case….

Every Child can be a Reading Star Kitten is very silly. Kitten is very, very silly. When the kitten plays with yarn, it is very, very, very silly. Explore comparison words like near, far, in front of, behind and more in this opposite book featuring a kitten and a ball of yarn. Beginning readers will build confidence in this simple book featuring only 17 sight words. This is My Kitten is part of the Reading Stars series. Reading Star books are for kids at the very beginning of a lifetime love of reading. Each book features fewer than 50 words and uses repetition to build confidence.

I had the career of a lifetime. I was a teacher. I began my teaching career believing that one person could make a difference, and throughout the years, I never lost sight of that conviction. Teaching connected me to my students in ways quite humorous, as well as heart breaking. I hope the reader laughs a lot and cries only a little, while walking in my footsteps as an educator. Laugh with me as you read about Fred, the crusty cockroach we set free to find his wife and eighty-seven children. In addition, there is always my favorite story about the scary monster under the bed holding a student's homework hostage. I fed a rooster and his hens bread crumbs for breakfast each morning, until they tried to follow me, in single file, into the school board building one day. Some difficult students in summer school mistakenly believed my black patent leather belt to be a black belt in Karate. Who was I to tell them differently? Coming right on top of the laughs were the times I went home to cry. I remember the student, new to our school, who went home one evening and hung himself, his cries for help coming too late. I remember with equal sadness, the foster child we sponsored in Kenya who died because help did not reach him in time. Closer to home was the overage student who was shot and killed while he participated in a home invasion, just days after he finished summer school. Outside factors reached inside our classroom as well, reeking havoc with the emotions of both the children and me. The disastrous space shuttle, with the teacher on board, happened before our very eyes; while the greatest tragedy of all was the destruction of the twin towers on 9/11. These stories and many more comprise my educational career, and although there was no easy button, I would do it all over again. I was a teacher.