Destimeaty

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Alright, hoomans, listen up. Here's the deal. My big, fluffy brother Fletcher, my fierce she-wolf sister Luna, and I, Pip (the undisputed genius of the den), have an epic story to tell you. It starts like most stories: a perfect life. Until it wasn't. That's not the epic part. This book has the stuff of legends: a piggy-wiggly-puppy fairy godmother, a magical alien dragon tooth, ringadoos (don't ask), and an egg-laying pillow. It also has my dad's secret philosophy: The Art of Destimeaty. He taught us that destiny isn't fated; it's fed by your thoughts. Thinking one delicious, meaty thought at a time is how your desires meat your destiny. Not to brag, but it's the kind of secret philosophy that'll put real meat on your bones. And, no, I'm not going to tell you more than that. If you wanna know the secret, read the fluffin' book! (Dude, on that note, if you're one of those hoomans who's sensitive to bird language, just move along 'cause I've got a fowl mouth, and I ain't sorry about it.) Despite all the legendary stuff, this isn't your typical fairytale. It's inspired by three real-life foxes ('cause, admit it, foxes are the coolest) and one very real, super crazy Egg Lady ('cause, well, I guess flamboyant socks aren't a violation of the Sky Fairy's decrees after all... otherwise, she'd be banished to the Shadowlands for at least fifty-two eternities and wouldn't have been able to translate this totally awesome book for you from the Red Fox language to your hooman language. You can thank the Sky Fairy for that oversight.) This is it-our story-and it's about being brave enough to follow your own internal guidance system, even when it feels terrifying. It's about learning to shift your focus from the unsavory to the tasty, trusting in the impossible, finding family in the most unexpected places, and a whole bunch of other cool stuff along the way. Buy it and love it ¿ or I'll bite your ankles. ¿ Don't say I didn't warn you.