title: Princess Penelope and the Runaway Kitten
author: Nosy Crow
description: PreS-K-In this slight story, a princess follows her kitten, tangled in yarn, all around the house and into the garden until the kitten finds his mother. Preschoolers will be drawn to the cover of this book, resplendent with a glittery, hot pink-colored string of yarn created with puffy-textured ink. The kitten winds his way throughout the pages, upsetting dishes and eluding capture, to the warm conclusion. Rhymed couplets and large font will aid those children who may be just beginning to read. While this book is not a first purchase, many children will be tickled pink with Princess Penelope's fuschia tutu and polka-dot boots to match.-Blair Christolon, Prince William Public Library System, Manassas, VA(c) Copyright 2013. Library Journal. LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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  # Contents
  
  
  [The Raggedy Witches](c01.htm)
  
  
  [Visitors for Mam](c02.htm)
  
  
  [The Decidedly Fragile World](c03.htm)
  
  
  [A Tongue-Tied Crow](c04.htm)
  
  
  [A Captive Crow](c05.htm)
  
  
  [Rebels, Ravens and Cats](c06.htm)
  
  
  [Clann’n Cheoil](c07.htm)
  
  
  [Outlaw Magic](c08.htm)
  
  
  [The More Important Child](c09.htm)
  
  
  [Wanted](c10.htm)
  
  
  [A Determined Prisoner](c11.htm)
  
  
  [Disreputable Changes](c12.htm)
  
  
  [The Queen’s Keep](c13.htm)
  
  
  [A Glowing Path](c14.htm)
  
  
  [Memory Finds a Voice](c15.htm)
  
  
  [The Hare, the Hare](c16.htm)
  
  
  [Home](c17.htm)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  _T o Noel, Emmet and Grace,  
  always and with all my heart._
  
  
  _And most especially, for Eva, my mam._
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  The moon was strange the night the witches came and Aunty died. The colour of
  brass and huge, it seemed to fill the sky. It stared down at the car as Mam
  drove in and out of dark country valleys, and blotted the stars with