Literature
Crackin' that Safe Crime
The sun rose over the peaceful, self-explanatory town of Nice and Friendly Corners and illuminated it in the morning light as a rooster in the distance let out his proud wakeup call of “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”. It was the beginning of yet another great day for all of the townspeople, and boy, were they going to make the most of it. Inside the cabin of the town’s reliable Sheriff Callie, the female feline was snoozing without a care in the world in her bed when she heard another “Cock-a-doodle-doo!” from the rooster and slowly opened her eyes. Sitting up from her bed, Callie stretched out her arms, yawned all of her sleepiness away and rubbed away the crust that had accumulated in her eyes, while her loyal steed Sparky trodded by the window next to her bed and nuzzled her affectionately as his way of saying “Good morning”. “Good mornin’, Sparky”, Callie said to her quadrupedal friend, tenderly rubbing his chin and stroking her hand against his head, all while he whinnied happily. “Another