The Killer Cat's Christmas By Anne Fine - Chapter 9 | Storybook For Children

25 Feb 2024 · 3 min

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In this YouTube video, Lois Letchford hosts her "Storytime with Lois Letchford" series and reads Chapter 9, titled "Bear at the Bottom," from Anne Fine’s children’s book The Killer Cat’s Christmas. The narrator, a cat named Tuffy, recounts a chaotic Christmas scene where the cat and the family rush back into a decorated tree, crushing glittery ornaments and creating a mess. The cat reflects on the family's reactions, the vacuuming and cleaning required, and the tension between keeping the cat confined and letting it explore. The reading includes the cat’s humorous inner monologue, references to other characters (Ellie, Lancelot, Lucilla), and a brief, whimsical nursery‑rhyme about kittens. The video ends with a standard YouTube call‑to‑action asking viewers to like and subscribe.

Welcome to Storytime with Lois Letchford. This week we're reading The Killer Cat's Christmas by Anne Fine.
Chapter 9, Bear at the Bottom. Okay, okay, so no one warned them when they rushed back in. 3 pairs of feet can trample on an awful lot of decorations before skidding to a halt. So there were crispy bits of glittery ball everywhere, all trodden in. Ellie's father had to go get the vacuum cleaner, and Ellie's mum spent ages picking tiny silver slivers out of her fluffy slippers Aunt Anne had left on the sofa. Things were quite quiet after that. Apart from Ellie's father's constant grumbling. I knew we should have kept Tuffy behind bars. Look at that tree! What a mess! Practically bare at the bottom now and overloaded at the top. It looks quite shocking. You could tell Ellie was worried I might end up in the cattery. We could move some of the glittery balls that Tuffy couldn't reach down to the lower branches. But Mr. Didn't Get His Way was in a giant snit. Why would you do that? Just to help the fiendish little beast smash all the ones he couldn't reach before? Did you hear that? I get accused of everything! All that I did was set them rolling where they got trodden on. Is it my fault if people can't be bothered to look Without putting their big fat feet! I just gave him the cold cat stare as he went out. Then, sticking my paws over my ears, I tried not to listen to Ellie and Lancelot and Lucilla prancing about all afternoon singing their great long boring nursery rhyme about 3 prissy little kittens who spent their whole life losing their mittens, And finding their mittens, and getting their mittens dirty, and washing their mittens, and drying their mittens, and oh excuse me! Their life's so dull. I fell asleep just telling you about it.
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