Poopsie is ready to escape her dull life, but can she handle adventure?
At the urging of the narrator, the beribboned, fluffy white puss leaves her comfy cat bed and ventures outside through the cat door. “Smell that, Poopsie? That is the sweet, sweet smell of freedom…mixed with a little bit of doggie-doo.” The narrator claims to know where the best fun is and urges her onward. Poopsie finds herself in a creepy jungle. The narrator cajoles her into swinging on a vine across a pit of cobras…the vine turns out to be a python’s tail. Then the narrator persuades her to jump across a river on some rocks…that just happen to be crocodiles. Giving some sleeping fellow kitties (really tigers) a “boop” on their noses turns out to also not be a good idea. After surviving a bat-filled cave, a thicket of carnivorous plants, and a plummet down a waterfall, Poopsie has finally had enough. Going into full ninja mode, she surmounts every obstacle she meets on her way home and gives the deceitful narrator a well-deserved comeuppance. Harrison’s latest tale is laugh-out-loud funny and has an adorable protagonist. The watercolor-on-vellum illustrations, a mix of spot and full-bleed art, are vividly imagined. Poopsie isn’t a talking cat, but her facial expressions speak volumes. (This book was reviewed digitally.)
Feline fun with a touch of clever metafiction.
(Picture book. 2-7)