Mrs. O' Leary is my pet. I couldn't let you stick a sword in her rump, now, could I? That might've scared her.

I was wishing I'd bought some of that Camp Half Blood orange thermal underwear..." ?!?!

“There’s my baby!” I cried, quite carried away. “There’s my Poochiekins!” Ammit ran at me and leaped into my arms, nuzzling me with his rough snout. “My lord Osiris!” Disturber lost the bottom of his scroll again, which unraveled around his legs. “This is an outrage!” “Sadie,” Dad said firmly, “please do not refer to the Devourer of Souls as Poochiekins.”

Have you ever noticed how parents can go from the most wonderful people in the world to totally embarrassing in three seconds?

I’m a cat. I respect the sanctity of sleep.

Yay!' he said. 'Now we can eat peanut butter sandwiches and ride fish ponies! We can fight monsters and see Annabeth and make things go BOOM!

But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword.