The Search for Weasel: Book Two of the Weasel Chronicles

By KS Green

Book Two of the Weasel Chronicles – The Search For Weasel follows the continuing adventures of one Mr Weasel in his world of cat-astrophic events …as inspired by actual possible events. Our world famous Mr Weasel, unforgettably introduced in Book One, has dropped from the sky never to bee seen again. But how can this be ? Never ... Did that mean never ever ? Where did he land ? Never ever land ? Join us once again in an exciting tale as Mr Weasel slumbers across the Snooze Plateau … is re-berthed near Vana … decides to try cycling the solar system … gets star flung and re-pixilized … flees the Cancatibals of a Pacific island … and much much more as he searches for the missing Weasel.

Written for kids of all ages, Book Two of The Weasel Chronicles will appeal to anyone with a sense of humour. Although the reader is expected to be the proud owner of some intelligence, it is in no way a prerequisite to enjoying the book since the illustrations are in colour and easy to look at. The appealing illustrations are the reason why tiny tots who cannot yet read fall into amore with the storybook. The only requirement for enjoying the book is to purchase it, for which the management of the publication will be very grateful, but we will be happy even if you just borrow it to read.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 3, 2005
• ISBN: 9781664193390

KS Green

Somewhere, deep in the dark Alaskan semi-wilderness winter, a light through yonder breaks a window … it is our humble author, K S Green, faithfully tapping on the keys and recording for posterity the further adventurous antics of our well known Mr. Weasel. By the warmth of a cauldron’s bubble and under the watchful eyes of household critters and a Kate, he no longer questions to be or not … for more alluring uncertainties beckon … for instance, is this a Weasel we see before me ? he wonders … apparently so, for the harlequinesque activities continue in documentary form in this latest tail, Book Five of The Weasel Chronicles.

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Copyright © 2005 by KS Green. 30025-GREE

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2005907579

Rev. date: 08/31/2021

CONTENTS

Well

Time To Think

Blank Blank

Slumbering Upon It

He Weasel Plains

Snooze Plateau

Many Berths

Probably Improbable

Try Cycling

An Enveloping Chore

Tunnel Vision

Spacey Exit

Mary’s Violet Eyes

Always Made Jounior Stay Up

Nights Period Period

Moon Lit Cow Weasel

Lunar Weasel Foot Skiing

Flung Not Of Plans

Star Cast Away

A Major Oops

Pixilated

Black Holing It

Repixilized Poker

Go Fish

Free Fall Potty Trip

Tripping Homewards

Noncrunchable Point

Nose Coned

Paws 1

The Weasel Merchant Marines

An Abrupt Ablution

Eyes For Me Naturally

Hypotherioreticalized Proceedings

Perspectif

Weasingsong Carouso

Cancatibals

Grand Fine Alley

Good Dumb It All

Nearly Uncomfortable

First Aid

A Pot For Soup

My Girl Saturday

Zag Zig Fleeing

Near Vana Again

Not Gone Well

Mathemagics

Friday After All

Kick Start

Scribbled Upon

Second Aid

The Surfy Brine

Merminion

Krikey And Scyllie Charybdis

Paws 2

Unwwmm

Uselessease Oddity

Entwangled In Swirls

Weaslantis

Bubbled Up

Bubbled Down

Bubbled Back Up

De-Assured Down

Window Of Opportunity

How Ddo ?

Gusts And Guts

Paws 3

Catjackistan

Turbulent Tumbles

Call Me X

A Prioritized List

Sweepy But Extrapolateable

Limiting To Zero

Just The F(X) Please

Rings A Wee Bell

Coup De Finesse

The Three Point Plan

Uswt The One Point Postulation

The Present

Twixt Zero And Infinity

Polar Coordinates

High Brr Nation

Paws 4

Waws

Medal Award

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Well ... that was a nice story .... about the weasel and his adventures and his disappearing act and all …

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I guess i’ll have to take some time to think about it all ...

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Hmmm ... nothing in the Blank about it ....

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Maybe i’ll get some sleep and worry about it in the morning ...

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But sleep did not come easy this tonight ... i tossed and turned over my subconscious ... in that strange land of mystery between waking and not ... i thought … no report in the Blank ... but how could that be ...? how was it possible ??

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how could a weasel just drop from the sky and out of sight .... never to be seen again ... never ... did that mean never as in never ever ?? … where did he land ?? … never ?? …never ever ?? … never ever land ?? … i could see this would require some very very extra careful thought processing ... i decided to slumber upon the matter ...

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And slumbering i went ... slowly i rose above the mundane humdrum of daily waking life ... i entered what is often known as .... and referred to in quiet respectful voices as ... the Weasel Plains ...

a misnomer, without a doubt .... for it is in all actuality ... something altogether different ... higher ... calmer ... a most tranquilted state whereinst resides an intermingled tapestry of weasel thoughts in the very process of being originally thunk .... the nearest translation in the common speech would resound with multiple meanings the nearest approximation of which would be plateau ...

and onto the plateau were flowing troubled and conflicting images ... visions ... but of what ? …

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Was i seeing into the future or inside the passed ? … these were deep questions ... the answers could only be found by delving further onto the uppermost levels of the snooze plateau ....

and there in that strange wilderness ... where blankets float away and pillows transform into salmon fishy squishies ... where angry pussycats grumble ... where favorite silky ties parachute