Miss Minoes (Minoes)

What was that?

Minoes, what are you up to?

It's much too dangerous in the road!

It wasn't me. That madman!

Come inside, dinner's ready. - I'm coming!

Silly mutt!

Look, the cat was obviously pregnant.

Tibbe, this is no good. I want hard news and cats aren't news.

I'll give you one more chance.

I want a news story tomorrow.

Real news: a fire, anniversary, whatever. If not, then...

...I'll have to let you go!

Sorry...

Okay, Tinus, I'm shy.

You can't be shy if you work for a newspaper.

You have to walk up to anyone.

You have to ask the minister, even in the bath...

...what he got up to last night.

But I'll do it!

I'll find some news.

"From our reporter: News is everywhere."

The boiler exploded.

A storm in a teacup. - Mr. Ellemeet, may I...?

Mr Ellemeet...

Mr. Ellemeet? - I'm coming.

Mr. Ellemeet, I wanted to ask...

Hi Tibbe, what's up? - Sjoerd!

Have you spoken to Ellemeet? - Nearly.

Mr Ellemeet! Killendoorn News.

Can I ask you some questions? - Any time!

From our own reporter:

"Man buys fish." - Hello Tibbe.

What?

Four sardines, please. - Sure.

Anything unusual around here? - No, life goes on.

Come on!

Here you are.

Has he gone?

Who? - That dog.

Yes, he's gone.

Come on down.

I daren't, I'm so high up.

Don't be scared.

I'll help you.

Come on.

Come down.

Sorry, I have to climb a tree when I see a dog.

Never mind, no problem.

Thanks...

"Girl up tree."

Why are you afraid of... dogs?

Hi Bibi.

Can I play on the computer? - Sure.

Tibbe!

Real typewriter sounds!

Just right for a reporter.

I can remove it too.

What's the difference.

I'm getting the sack tomorrow. - Really?

Unless I write a good story.

You have any good news?

I got 8/10 for my essay. - That's good.

But it's not news.

You see, I'm not brave enough.

I don't dare do anything.

You have to do that with your tongue.

Bibi! You should be in bed, you know that!

Sorry, Tibbe.

This is really tiresome.

Shall I come and dust down sometime?

I have an hour tonight. - No, I have to write an article.

Auntie Moor.

Auntie Moor.

Auntie Moor!

Are you really Minoes from Emma Avenue?

Come here. Don't let anyone see!

I'm so glad to see you.

Goodness!

You stink of humans. Your clothes are awful!

Where did you get them? - I borrowed them.

You stole them!

You do have a tail!

Not even a bump. - Not even a bump?

What a disgrace!

What did they say in Emma Avenue?

My sister turned tail.

She blames me.

Quite so. A human!

I wouldn't be human for a thousand canaries!

Magic at work? - I don't know.

All I know is that I went out as a puss...

...and came back a miss.

It must be your fault.

You have a house?

Girl up tree.

At about 8 pm, a dog chased a girl.

She climbed to the top of a tall tree in panic.

She didn't dare come down...

...so I offered her a hand.

It's a story.

Bibi?

Hello, miss? - Do excuse me.

I was on the roof and it smelt lovely.

So I climbed in through the window.

What a coincidence. We met today, didn't we?

The fish has all gone. But I could get you a sandwich...

...a sardine sandwich? - Yes please!

Do take a seat.

May I ask your name?

Minoes, Ms Minoes.

Right. I'm... - Mr Tibbe.

Indeed...

...but just call me Tibbe.

I'd rather call you Mr Tibbe.

Why were you on the roof?

I was looking for a steady job.

On the roof?

You work for the newspaper, don't you?

I'm a reporter.

I write articles, track down stories.

But not for long?

How did you know?

I heard...

Who told you?

Auntie Moor.

And who's Auntie Moor? - The mayor's cat.

She heard from Mrs Vicar. - Mrs Vicar?

The vicar's cat.

Quite so.

You really should go.

Nice meeting you.

It's late.

I have to write an article.

I thought maybe I could help.

I heard some news on the way.

News? Such as?

Can I stay the night if I tell you?

Very well. Okay.

Just one night.

If it's interesting news.

What exactly have you heard?

Jakkepoes is having kittens.

Right.

I can't write about cats. The paper isn't interested.

That's a pity... - Yes.

You have any other news?

No...

Mrs Vicar found a pot of gold coins, but that's all.

Mrs Vicar?

"Puss finds pot of gold."

Hello, Vicar. - Tibbe. It's very late.

"Reporter finds old gold."

Let's open with that story by Sjoerd.

It's a good piece, Sjoerd. - Thanks.

Sorry I'm late... I had to wait for the pictures.

"Millions found in graveyard." Nice headline?

Where did you get that?

I happened to be nearby.

MILLIONS FOUND IN GRAVEYARD

Here you are.

Two scoops of ice for a scoop!

Thanks! - Congratulations Tibbe!

I just love news. - Me too!

Tomorrow too? - Yes indeed.

I'm hot off the press.

Ms Minoes?

Ms Minoes?

Quite so, it's not right.

A human on the roof.

I thought it was a thief. - A burglar.

A burglar wearing a suit? - With or without a suit.

She's human and doesn't belong on the roof.

What about Father Christmas?

That's true. He gets on the roof too. The teacher says so at school.

Shut up, Simon, we have a problem.

What does she want on our roof at this hour?

I don't know much about ladies, only about lady cats!

You just make them pregnant!

Thank you! - Any time.

She's no problem. Let's go home.

No! Soon the roof will be teeming with people!

We have to set an example.

It's me, Minoes.

From Emma Avenue. I don't know why I look human either.

I purr, I rub noses. I'm a cat inside.

She's a cat. I didn't realise.

Shut up, Simon! - Sorry I spoke!

Let me sniff your paw.

Yugh! Human!

Well, Mrs Pussy, the Great Miaow Song...

Do you know it?

Of course. - Go on then.

Stop that horrible din!

FROM OUR REPORTER...

The cat box was full, so I shat on the mat.

I'm off. Your stories make me want to do it in my pants.

You aren't wearing any! - Shut up, Simon.

Okay, I'm off. - Have a safe journey.

Bye, girls...

Leave me alone again!