Libraries are shelters in a storm.
First snow of the year, 2020
I need to return this book, it scared me half to death. One little kitten, sure ok, scary. Two little kittens, pretty frightening. But three little kittens? Eeek, horrifying!
“You’re going to use a bookmark, right?
You just lost your mind for a minute dog-earring that page, right? I thought so.”
Rare Bird Alert! We had a visit from the elusive and mysterious Cardove today.
Mrs. Mohawk thinks libraries are totally punk rock!
“Oh my God, my parents are so embarrassing. They have mohawks and they are like, old.”
Make alphabetizing great again.
“What did the surfer ask the librarian?”
“Is my book over dude?”
You’ve got a point there.
“Feelin’ good, lookin’ fierce. I am…Librarian.”
“Alert! We have an emergency situation. We are out of bookmarks! Whatever you do, do not close your books!”
“You’re fining me?”
“Your book was overdue. I’m fining you.”
“It is fine.”
“It is not fine.”
“Fine, but you are being fined.”
“Before you take a picture, do I have food in my beak?
That would be so embarrassing. You’d tell me, right?”
Having fun isn’t hard, when you’ve got a library card-inal.
“I’ve been feeling really anxious lately. Do you have any books on paranoia?”
“Sure. THEY’RE RIGHT BEHIND YOU!”
Have I got a tale for you!
Miss Mohawk wants to know what you’re reading.
“You guys should organize your books by genre like Barnes & Noble.”
“Gasp! Do you know where you are? This is the library. We Dewey, we will always Dewey, and youey will Dewey too!”
“Red any good books lately?”