Alas! It has been so busy since the Most Adorable Princess Coco accepted the Princess' offer of adoption. Not that everyone is not excited, but these state affairs require so much preparation!
We understand that Princess Coco's innate beauty is greatly enhanced by the opalescent moonstone collar and that she pouts whenever she is asked to remove it. What a feminine little girl!
Currently Princess Treasure wishes to meet Coco at the border of Happylands and Hereafter. General Boopsie Bear has been called out of retirement to handle all security arrangements. The General, Ringo and Ambassador Blackjack confer around the clock as security reports arise. Keeping the kitchen informed of appropriate menus and tablesettings for such a masculine crew is a chore.
HRH is almost dithering with her excitement about the upcoming adoption proceedings, trying on first one collar and another. She has sent a runner (Buddy Bunny) with the exciting information to Queen Bea. I remember clearly how lackadaisical the Queen could be and it has apparently become worse since she retired. It looks as if Coco will have to travel to Richlands to meet the Queen and get her blessing. Sigh.
Treasure has decided to be carried on her peridot pillow to green Coco. She thinks it brings her eyes out to the greatest advantage. This is probably true; it also photographs well.
To celebrate the festive occasion, a census is to be taken of the realm. As all gather at their city squares, the proclamation of adoption will be read. As soon as both Treasure and Coco have fixed their pawmarks to the adoption papers, and they have been witnessed by the Prime Ministers, already positioned staff from UPS (Upwind Peregrine Sails) will drop pussy willow blossoms on the crowds. That will be a signal for mousepops and and vole's hearts to be distributed to all with contests of feats of strength and beauty afterwards. The changes of dress alone! Sigh....