The fox, the slumber party and the stolen purse (Patreon)

Her Royal Majesty Queen Dixiedo surveyed her kingdom and as the nights closed in and the temperature dropped, she mused that the outside was no place for one as special as she.

Waiting for the sun to set, she made her plan. Tonight, there would be a sleep over with mum. Tonight, she would be toasty. Tonight, who knew what mischief would await.....

As she settled herself in bed, reminding the human she was absolutely not allowed to move, Dixie contemplated how she could make this first slumber party of the season memorable; she had already left her special, big puddle on the cat room floor but she needed something else. Something.....diabolical.....!

Leaving the house the following morning, Dixie wondered how long it would take the humans to realise it was gone? How long it would take them to find it? What they would do without their money pouch?

They’ll never find it, she thought, I am too clever; for I am Queen Dixiedo, first of her name, sitter of heads, stealer of phones and garbage bags, protector of the treats.