Their obsession eventually waned, and I worked my way through the stockpile of books doing giveaways and promotions.
On the day we moved from our old house to the new one, I peered into the box and discovered one copy remaining.
Unfortunately, someone peed on it.
|For the record, it's not saturated or anything. Just lightly drizzled.|
The housemates vehemently deny using my book box as a urinal, and I checked all the book's Amazon reviews to make sure no one posted anything like, "this book sucks, so I took a whiz on it."
I don't mean to point fingers here, but I'm pretty sure it was one of the cats. My money is on Maestro, my gentleman friend's favorite among our five felines:
|Maestro. Is he the guilty party?|
But it's also possible Matt the Cat or Blue Cat committed the offense while jockeying for position in my writing space.
|Or was it Blue Cat or Matt the Cat?|
No matter, the damage is done. It got me thinking about those weird eBay auctions you see sometimes where someone's selling a piece of gum chewed by Britney Spears, or a Kleenex someone swears Tom Hanks blew his nose in.
So who'd like to own a copy of of Believe it or Not that's been peed on by my cat?
Don't all raise your hands at once.
OK, seriously. Tell me in the comments who you think peed on the book, and why you deserve this very special copy of Believe it or Not.
I'll choose a winner at noon PST on Sunday, August 18. That person will receive the copy of Believe it or Not that's been ceremoniously anointed by someone in my house, plus one additional, signed copy of the book for your personal use. I'll package the pee copy in a baggie or something to keep it fresh for you, and I'll try not to let it touch the non-pee copy (because obviously we wouldn't want the non-pee copy to taint the pee copy – it might devalue it or something).
Questions? Comments? Suggestions on where I might go to find a qualified mental health professional?
I told you this was pretty much the worst book giveaway ever.