The goat gals pick a winner....

  Well, it's that time again.... Time for a Hopalong Hollow giveaway, a sincere thanks to our dear readers of the Gazette . We must choose a winner of the Art print and we have MANY names to pop into the hat. Now, let me think... let me think, how shall we do it?  Have an egg race? Naw, we did that already.  How's about we let  Fiona Goosefeathers pull a name out of the bonnet? Nope, we did that too.
" I know what we can do! I know what we can do! shouts a little white goat-gal named Opal.

"COOKIES!!!"

   All the gals turn their heads when they hear the magical word, "COOKIES"

"What about COOKIES?" says I.

The girls begin to salivate...

"We will EAT COOKIES!" baaas a little black sheep named Sophia, excitedly twisting her plump body back and forth.

All the gals begin to drool. 

"What does eating COOKIES have to do with choosing a name as winner of the art print?" I demand to know.

 "You will write names on the COOKIES, and we will eat them!!!!"
( the girls are really getting into the spirit of things)

 " But if you EAT the COOKIES, won't all those names go into your bellies?"says I.

  "We won't eat ALL the COOKIES", mutters Ursula, trying to seem nonchalant, but I can see the little hairs standing straight up on her mane at the mere thought of COOKIES. She snorts and shuffles her feet.

  "What's a COOKIE??" asks little Jemima... as she tugs on mamas teat... "Is it good with MILK???"

  "You are too young to eat COOKIES!", scolds Beatrix... knowing full well that one more mouth in the cookie hat will mean one LESS cookie for her.

  You know gals, I think you might just have something there. I will write all the names on said COOKIE one by one. (The girls are deliriously giddy!)

"Then, you will all stand in a nice line along the fence in an orderly fashion..as I close my eyes and pick a crunchy morsel out of the hat" (The gals can barely contain themselves and begin making odd snorting noises)

"One by one You will be fed a name...THAT name is KAPUT< out of the game> AND if you butt in on someone else's COOKIE, then YOU are< out of the game>  so behave yourselves! The remaining "name" on the last cookie in the hat will be the winner.

  "Since this was my idea, shouldn't I get the first COOKIE?? inquires Opal.

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"Technically speaking, these are not cookies... they are animal crackers!"states Margaret.          "WHO CARES!!, Shout  the gals," let's play the game!"

  Let's see, there are  68 names entered, minus 1 winner, equals 67 names, divided by 7 COOKIE monsters, equals 9.57 COOKIES per critter.

"HURRAH!!!!" shout all the gals.
Let the COOKIE games begin!

One by one, critters devour your names....

 Oh my gosh! Where did this camel come from??!!

Oh, it's you, Ursula!

 The pile of COOKIES gets smaller and smaller.

Is your name still here.... or have you been devoured??

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I must say, the girls are behaving admirably, considering they are usually such gluttons.

 And now, we are down to the bottom of the barrel, er, hat, with only 3 names left!

"Since it was my idea, shouldn't I get the last 2 cookies?" inquires Opal.

 No, Opal I think we will have 3 winners, we always have 3 winners!

ROXIE of "Meadowsweet Cottage"
LONA of "Hocking Hills Garden"
PATTIE of" Osage Bluff Quilter"
 Thank you readers,for playing our game! Thank you critters,
for eating Cookies!

"What's a COOKIE?"

You'll know soon enough Jemima, you'll know soon enough.

Dear winners, Please e-mail me with your shipping address and you will get a signed 16x20 print of this:

Jeri's email: jeri@hopalonggreetings.com

 "Since It was my idea, can I have all the leftovers?"