Hey Story Pirates Podcast listeners!
Peter here, and we're back with one of our favorite kinds of stories, detective stories.
Specifically, detective stories where the detective is always talking to themself.
You know, I've always wondered, why do detectives always talk to themselves?
Is it fun? Does it make them seem extra cool?
Do they have a side gig as a podcast host all of the above?
Well, find out right after a few words for the grown -ups.
Hey grown -ups, season seven of the Story Pirates Podcast is right around the corner, and it's time for your kids to send us their own stories.
But maybe they don't know what to write about?
Luckily, Story Pirates is partnering this season with the Week Junior, an incredible magazine that kids can't wait to read.
Every issue of the Week Junior has a section called Photos of the Week that is full of photos that are great to tell an imaginative story about.
Grown -ups, as part of our partnership, you can get six free issues of the Week Junior for your family delivered right to your mailbox by going to theweekjunior .com slash Story Pirates.
And don't forget, the Story Pirates amazing adventure tour continues October 5th and 6th with shows in Connecticut and New Hampshire.
You can find tickets at StoryPirates .com slash live.
Now back to the story pirates podcast.
And today we have something special for you.
You know, sometimes it can be fun to hear the original story that the author wrote before you hear what the Story Pirates did with it.
So that's what we're going to do today.
Because honestly, the original story was pretty short and our adaptation could have gone in a lot of different directions.
So we thought it would be fun for you to hear it.
So here it is. It's actually kind of like a poem.
Did you eat my cat?
Where is my cat? Did you see where he went?
Did he fly away? Did you take him?
Did you fly away with him?
Can you find him? Are you my cat?
Did you give him away?
Did the dog take him?
I know where he is.
I ate him. The end.
Okay, listeners, are you intrigued?
Are you wondering how the Story Pirates could possibly turn that short and brilliant story into an approximately eight minute adaptation for their long running podcast?
Well, listen and find out for yourself.
Here's the author to introduce it.
Hi, I'm Lemmy. I'm 11 years old and I live in Ontario.
And this is my story.
Did you eat my cat?
Cities are strange when you think about it.
A giant collection of rectangles filled with people.
People with pets. Pets that sometimes get lost.
And that's where I come in.
Name's Spade Sunset, pet detective.
That's Polly, my parrot.
And yes, I did teach her how to sing my theme song.
Why do I deserve a theme song, you ask?
Well, I've solved more pet related cases than you can shake a squeaky toy at.
However, there's been a drought in pet related cases these days.
And I'm starting to feel the heat from some of the other detectives.
Well, well, well, look who it is, Detective Dooley.
It's Spade Sunset, the big famous pet detective.
It sure is, Detective Dooley.
What's wrong, Sunset?
Ain't no hamsters need a private eye today.
I don't work for pets.
I find lost pets. You know this.
I heard that if he doesn't solve a case today, the chief is gonna cut his whole department.
It stinks for him. Come on, Dooley.
Let's go solve human crime.
Yeah. It stinks for me.
Indeed. If things don't change and quick, I'm gonna be out of a job.
I need a case to knock on my door right now.
Huh. Good timing. Come in.
Hello, my name is little Timmy Scroggins and I'm looking for a pet detective.
Well, you found one kid named Sunset, Spade Sunset.
Tell me what's the case.
I need to make sure I can trust you so I have some questions first.
All right. Shoot. Did you eat my cat?
Did I what? Where is my cat?
I don't know. Did you see where he went?
Did he fly away? Did you take him?
Did you fly away with him?
Can you find him? Are you my cat?
Did you give him away?
Did the dog take him?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, kid.
I can see why you need a detective.
Your questioning skills are a little all over the place.
Answer the questions, detective.
Okay. I'm a nice guy, so I will.
No, I didn't eat him.
I don't know where he is.
I didn't see where he went.
Cats can't fly. I did not take him.
I can't fly. I can find him.
I'm not your cat. I didn't give him away.
I don't know if the dog took him, but you can bet your buttons.
I'll find out. No, that's just swell.
I miss donuts so much.
Looks like we have something in common.
I also can't eat gluten.
No, donuts is my cat's name.
He's orange and cute, and he's my best friend.
I understand exactly how you feel, because my best friend is also my cat.
Isn't that right, Mr.
Scratchy? Oh, smarts.
What a little cutie.
All right, kid. Let's go find your cat, so I don't lose my job.
What? Nothing. Let's go.
When looking for a lost pet, it's always best to start your search at the last place the pet was seen.
In this case, it was under Timmy's mom's bed.
Donuts loves to spend time under here.
It's actually quite cozy.
Is there someone under my bed?
It's just me, Mom. Oh, thank goodness.
And me, Ms. Groggins, Detective Spade Sunset.
Is that a pet detective and a singing bird?
Yes, ma 'am. I love my pets so much that I bring them everywhere.
Isn't that right, Mr.
Scratchy? How are you, little?
Anyways, it's nice to meet you, Timmy's mom.
Yeah, let me just peek under my bed so this conversation isn't quite as weird.
I see you now. Hello.
Ma 'am? So, detective, any suspects?
In my line of work, everyone's a suspect.
In fact, I've got some questions for you.
Did you eat my cat?
Timmy, just wait for me.
Where is my cat? Did you see where he went?
Did he fly away? Did you take him?
Did you fly away with him?
Can you find him? Are you my cat?
Did you give him away?
Did the dog take him?
I will answer all of your questions.
I would never eat doughnuts.
The cat, that is. I wouldn't eat regular doughnuts.
I think I saw him in the neighbor's yard.
He was not flying. I did not take him.
I'm not a cat. I'm a mom.
Never. And I don't think the dog took him, but you're free to ask him.
Raffy! Come here, boy!
Oh, boy. He's coming out of the bed.
Ah, don't lick my face.
He likes you. Okay, okay, okay.
If your mom saw the cat in the neighbor's yard, we should probably check that out.
Okay, Raffy! Enough with the licking.
Let's go. And go we went to the neighbor's house, Old Mrs.
Withers. Hello. Old Mrs.
Withers? I mean, it's just Mrs.
Withers. Rude. But, yes.
We'd like to ask you a few questions about this boy's missing cat.
Now, Timmy, before you start asking questions...
Did you eat my cat?
Oh, boy. Where is my cat?
Did you see where he went?
Did he fly away? Did you take him?
Did you fly away with him?
Can you find him? Are you my cat?
Did you give him away?
Did the dog take him?
Oh, dear. That's a lot of questions.
Let me answer all of them.
Did I see a cat fly?
No. In fact, I haven't seen a cat fly since the 1932 Bikipsie Air Show.
Captain Kitty Connors was the cat in question, and what a marvel she was.
Oh, boy. We might be here a while.
Born in 1897 to a Moroccan aeronaut and Norwegian contrabassoonist.
And while, no, that dog didn't take your cat, he did save a whole town from a very big well.
Oh, I'm awake. Oh, of course.
So you don't know where the cat is?
Sorry, I couldn't help.
Goodbye. That took so long that the day is almost over.
My cat is truly lost.
The kid wasn't wrong, but I had to stay positive.
I mean, it's not like things could get any worse.
Look who it is, detective, to Elite Spade Sunset.
Oh, great. What you doing out here in the suburb, Sunset?
Hot on the trail of a squirrel suspected a mail fraud.
He's helping me find my cat.
Ooh. Did he find it?
Nope. This was bad.
Real bad. I was gonna let Timmy down and those big bully detectives were gonna be there to rub it in my face.
And on top of all that, I was gonna lose my job.
Maybe my mommy was right.
Maybe I should've been a movie star.
Hey, Mr. Sunset? Yeah, kid?
You're talking out loud.
Oh, no. Did I just deliver an inner monologue as an outy monologue?
How embarrassing. I'm really sorry about your cat, kid.
Me too. I'm gonna miss him so much.
Hey, Timmy. Who's the big purple fella walking this way?
Oh, that's just our mailman, Gus, the pet -eating monster.
Your mailman is a pet -eating monster?
Yep. Hey, pet -eating monster.
Uh, I prefer Gus. Timmy has a question for you.
I do? Yeah, kid. Just one.
Oh. Gus? Did you eat my cat?
Donuts? I ate him. I'm sorry.
I just can't help myself.
All right, monster.
Make like a baby and spit up.
Ugh. Donuts! You did it, Spade!
You solved the case.
You're real smart, mister.
Who are you? Oh, me?
Named Sunset. Spade Sunset.
Gus, did you eat my parrot?
I'm so sorry! Wow. You just solved two cases in a row.
You're pretty impressive, Spade.
Say, you want to be our best friend?
Sorry, boys. I already have a best friend.
Isn't that right, Mr.
Scratchy? Ow! Well, it really stings!
The end! We'll be right back.
Hey, grownups. Season seven of the Story Pirates podcast is right around the corner and it's time for your kids to send us their own stories.
But maybe they don't know what to write about?
Luckily, Story Pirates is partnering this season with The Week Junior, an incredible magazine that kids can't wait to read.
Every issue of The Week Junior has a section called Photos of the Week that is full of photos that are great to tell an imaginative story about.
Grownups, as part of our partnership, you can get six free issues of The Week Junior for your family delivered right to your mailbox by going to theweekjunior .com slash Story Pirates.
And don't forget, the Story Pirates amazing adventure tour continues October 5th and 6th with shows in Connecticut and New Hampshire.
You can find tickets at storypirates .com slash live.
Now back to the show.
And now it's time for Story Pirates Roll Call!
Our first story comes to us today from Beau, an eight -year -old from Florida.
And Beau's story is called The Giraffe with a Bubblegum Problem.
Now I've always wondered why is it that giraffes have blue purple tongues?
Is there some reason for that?
Are their mouths super cold?
What's the story? Well, Beau's story is the story.
Beau's story blames bubblegum, excessive bubblegum chewing.
And if you thought a purple blue tongue is the only problem in this giraffe's mouth caused by bubblegum, well, you would be wrong.
So you really should read the story to find out what happens.
Beau, incredible job!
Up next, from a five -year -old from Massachusetts named Noelle, we have the Pickle Extravaganza.
Now, Extravaganza is absolutely the right word for this story.
This story is about a pickle.
And this pickle loves cheese.
This pickle loves cheese maybe even more than I love stacks, which I didn't think was possible.
And it gets him into all sorts of trouble.
He goes to all sorts of bizarre places and somehow keeps running into cheese.
And he can't control himself.
I can relate! Oh! Cheese!
Sorry, there's not actually cheese here.
Sometimes I think about snacks and I just start eating, even if there's nothing there.
But anyway, this story is pretty wild, not just because it includes a Rottweiler named Chihuahua.
Noelle, this story was quite the Extravaganza.
Great job! And finally, from a four -year -old from Greece named Dylan, we have the bat that hit a baseball with a baseball bat.
That is right. In this story, there is a baseball playing bat.
A baseball bat if you will.
And this baseball bat, as you guessed it, a baseball bat.
That's right! It's a story about a baseball bat with a baseball bat.
Try saying a baseball bat with a baseball bat.
Just one time, you can't, because once you start saying it, you won't want to stop saying it.
A baseball bat with a baseball bat.
He's a baseball bat with a baseball bat.
Where's a baseball bat with a baseball bat?
There's a baseball bat with a baseball bat!
Baseball bat with a baseball bat!
Baseball bat with a baseball bat!
A baseball bat with a baseball bat, baseball bat with a baseball bat.
I literally can't stop.
Except I just did. Dylan, incredible idea and story.
Bravo. To read all of today's Roll Call stories, head to storypirates .com slash podcast.
Now it's time for you to write us a story.
Grownups can submit kids stories at storypirates .com.
And remember, we respond to every single story we receive.
That was Roll Call.
That's it for today's episode.
Thanks for listening and a big thanks to Wimi, today's author.
We'll be back next week with another brand new story.
Until then, stay creative and stay kind.
Bye. The Story Pirates podcast is a production of Story Pirates Studios, executive produced by Lee Overtree and Benjamin Salka.
This episode was produced by Sam Baer, McKenna Cox, Peter McNerney, Andrew Miller and Lee Overtree.
Recording sound design and mixing by Sam Baer at the Relic room in New York City.
Our theme song was written by Bobby Lord and produced by Sam Baer, Bobby Lord, Jack Mitchell and Brendan O 'Grady.
Roll Call theme by Andrew Barbeta.
Musical scoring by Jack Mitchell and Eric Derson.
Did You Eat My Cat was adapted by Kyle Moore.
This week's episode features performances by Greg Barnett, Alec Brown, Chris Ferry, Sherry Lane, Anna Mar, Peter McNerney, Rebecca Robles and Harry Wood.
Oh boy, this stuff being Gus the pet eating monster.
I'm really glad that kid didn't ask me all the questions.
I would have really been embarrassed to answer them all, you know.
Did you eat my cat?
Yes, I did. Where is my cat?
In my stomach. Did you see where he went?
Down my throat into my stomach.
Did he fly away? Flew into my stomach.
Did you take him? I did and then I ate him.
Did you fly away with him?
No, I just ate him.
Can you find him? Yeah, he's in my stomach.
Are you my cat? Well, no, but your cat is becoming part of me now.
Did you give him away?
I gave him to my stomach.
Did the dog take him?
No, I took him and ate him.
I know where he is.
I ate him because I ate him.
Yeah, wow. Hey, that's the pet eating monster.
Oh, hey, who are you?
I'm Gary, the pet eating monster, eating monster.
Does that mean that you - No!
Burp.
