{"id":398,"date":"2017-05-02T03:46:02","date_gmt":"2017-05-02T03:46:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/?p=398"},"modified":"2017-05-09T05:49:21","modified_gmt":"2017-05-09T05:49:21","slug":"benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1\/","title":{"rendered":"Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\t\t<style type=\"text\/css\">\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 {\n\t\t\t\tmargin: auto;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 .gallery-item {\n\t\t\t\tfloat: left;\n\t\t\t\tmargin-top: 10px;\n\t\t\t\ttext-align: center;\n\t\t\t\twidth: 25%;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 img {\n\t\t\t\tborder: 2px solid #cfcfcf;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 .gallery-caption {\n\t\t\t\tmargin-left: 0;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t\/* see gallery_shortcode() in wp-includes\/media.php *\/\n\t\t<\/style>\n\t\t<div id='gallery-1' class='gallery galleryid-398 gallery-columns-4 gallery-size-thumbnail'><dl class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<dt class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1\/673-506-2\/'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/673-506-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1\" aria-describedby=\"gallery-1-401\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/dt>\n\t\t\t\t<dd class='wp-caption-text gallery-caption' id='gallery-1-401'>\n\t\t\t\t he sauntered along lifting his nose into the air every now and again to make sure he was still on track.\n\t\t\t\t<\/dd><\/dl><dl class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<dt class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1\/809-506\/'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/809-506-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1\" aria-describedby=\"gallery-1-402\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/dt>\n\t\t\t\t<dd class='wp-caption-text gallery-caption' id='gallery-1-402'>\n\t\t\t\t People milled around looking into shop windows\n\n\t\t\t\t<\/dd><\/dl><dl class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<dt class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1\/654-506-2\/'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/654-506-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1\" aria-describedby=\"gallery-1-403\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/dt>\n\t\t\t\t<dd class='wp-caption-text gallery-caption' id='gallery-1-403'>\n\t\t\t\t\u201cI wonder how Nellie will be when she sees that I have gone?\u201d he mused to himself\n\t\t\t\t<\/dd><\/dl><dl class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<dt class='gallery-icon portrait'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1\/506-635\/'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/506-635-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1\" aria-describedby=\"gallery-1-400\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/dt>\n\t\t\t\t<dd class='wp-caption-text gallery-caption' id='gallery-1-400'>\n\t\t\t\tIt made him want to dance on his hind paws. \n\t\t\t\t<\/dd><\/dl><br style=\"clear: both\" \/>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n<p><strong>Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>One sunny afternoon Benjamin rounded the corner of High Street following a smell that was particularly attractive to him.\u00a0 He had already traced it several blocks and without further thought of how far it might take him, he sauntered along lifting his nose into the air every now and again to make sure he was still on track.\u00a0 \u201cYes, that\u2019s a fine smell alright,\u201d he thought to himself when he first picked it up miles back along the road.\u00a0 \u201ca very fine smell,\u201d he said again.<\/p>\n<p>Around him the usual countryside scene had been replaced by shops and cars and buses and busy street corners. People milled around looking into shop windows, feeding parking metres, and chattering over coffee outside busy cafes.\u00a0 He had never experienced the like before.\u00a0 \u201cWhat a busy place this is,\u201d he thought as he suddenly became aware of his surroundings.\u00a0 \u201cMy, I must have come a long way, a very long way indeed.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI wonder how Nellie will be when she sees that I have gone?\u201d he mused to himself as he continued along the path that led to \u201cthat smell.\u201d\u00a0 Oh it was intoxicating \u2013 every last breath he took was so divine, he just had to find out what it was that had lured him so far from his home.\u00a0 He had never smelled it before until that morning when above his nose, he had sniffed, and then sniffed some more.\u00a0 To his delight it was just there \u2013 just above him and moving in a direction ahead of him \u2013 just as if it was asking him to \u201cCome along Benjamin, come play with me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Oh what rapture.\u00a0 Oh what pure delight. Oh what the heavens had blessed him with \u2013 he could not even imagine what it was, it was so exhilarating.\u00a0 It made him feel giddy. It took his breath away.\u00a0 It was exciting and thrilling all at once.\u00a0 It made him want to dance on his hind paws. It made him want to do things he had never imagined a cat could do.\u00a0 But it did.\u00a0 And it kept on at him \u2013 that smell \u2013 wavering this way and that on the air just above his nose. And then it started to move. It started to move away from him.\u00a0 \u201cOh, now, please don\u2019t go away,\u201d he had cried out loud.\u00a0 \u201cPlease don\u2019t leave me.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cWell come along Benjamin, we haven\u2019t a moment to lose, we must be going.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cBut where are you going,\u201d he said as he looked this way and that, wondering what to do.<\/p>\n<p>End part 1<\/p>\n<p>Thanks for reading my blog.<br \/>\nPlease comment below and share my link.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/debzebooks.com\/amis-de-chat-2\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Debbie Nicholson<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/debbienicholson.info\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1.m4a\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Click here for your Audio link to this blog<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.paypal.com\/cgi-bin\/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&amp;hosted_button_id=DG9G3A3M6HCPW\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/images\/life-happens-volume-1-3d.png\" alt=\"Life Happens Volume 1\" width=\"165\" height=\"219\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Life Happens Volume 1 A Collection of Funny Emails and Facebook Messages Dating From The 1980s To 2012<\/p>\n<p><strong>Our Favourite Links<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thewellgroomedpet.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Cathy&#8217;s Well Groomed Site<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/debzebooks.com\/debbie-nicholson\/survivingfor3dayspt3\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Debbie&#8217;s Other Blog<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.stuff.co.nz\/auckland\/local-news\/north-shore-times\/91743446\/beloved-auckland-library-cat-to-have-25000-bronze-statue-cast-in-his-likeness\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Story of Benjamin<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/debbienicholson.info\/amisdechatbook2.jpg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Amis de Chat Book 2<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.paypal.com\/cgi-bin\/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&amp;hosted_button_id=5QMBK9P5UQCEC\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-174 size-thumbnail\" src=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/506-694-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"Amis de Chat\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/debzebooks.com\/amis-de-chat-2\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">New Product Launch<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Benjamin, The Guardian Of The House Of Books pt1 &nbsp; One sunny afternoon Benjamin rounded the corner of High Street following a smell that was particularly attractive to him.\u00a0 He had already traced it several blocks and without further thought of how far it might take him, he sauntered along lifting his nose into the&hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/benjamintheguardianofthehouseofbookspt1\/\">Continue reading&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,1,32],"tags":[34,59,61,36,28,8,35,60],"class_list":["post-398","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-debbie-nicholson","category-uncategorized","category-new-product-launch","tag-amis-de-chat","tag-benjamin","tag-benjamin-the-guardian-of-the-house-of-books-pt1","tag-cats","tag-debbie-nicholson","tag-life-happens","tag-new-product-launch","tag-the-guardian-of-the-house-of-books-pt1"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/398","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=398"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/398\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":407,"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/398\/revisions\/407"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=398"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=398"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/debbienicholsononline.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=398"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}