Caray, Caray!

Wow, at least in this picture, I think she looks like Raquel. We know she's not her daughter or else why would she have given up land for a baby. But she reminds me of Raquel.
 

The casting people have done a great job of casting people who look like their parents. Even if they turn out not to be their children after all. :)
 

Recommended setting for our make-believe telenovela:

Setting: an agave plantation with a waterfall and swimmin' hole nearby. Oh, and it's set in ye olden days of pirates. There's probably a wicked witch in a castle, too. And the donkey is a detective.
 

Do agave-plantations have pirate-boys?
Well, I'm game...especially if they be wearing puffy shirts and tight, thigh-high boots with red heels.
"Cree"
 

Ooh, ooh--suddenly I'm reminded of Daphne du Maurier's historical novel, "Frenchman's Creek": "Dona retreats to her husband's remote estate in Cornwall, but finds that the vacant property is being used as a base by a notorious French pirate..."
Hmmm, I bet there's even a waterfall nearby...
"Cree"
 

Cree - is that a book worth reading? I've read House on the Strand, and of course Rebecca, and enjoyed both.

Could Fernando Colunga be our lead Pirate??? PLease??? ;o)

doris
 

Butter biscuit steph ---- "No dialogue needed--just the waterfall and clear underwater shots." LOL

I must admit the first time I read that, I thought it said "clean underwear shots." It's too late... must call it a day!

doris
 

Doris--omigosh, The House on the Strand is my favorite book EVER!!! I read Frenchman's Creek a long time ago, and if you like du Maurier, you'll probably enjoy it.
Here's an idea for Clean Underwear Shots, Doris: the pirates have to take their undies down to the stream and beat them with rocks. A smart cinematographer should catch some good camera angles on that scene.
"Creemelo"
 

Did anyone else think that they totally ruined Guapos with their flashforward to death ending? I'm mad, and I didn't even really like the telenovela...
 

Nico - I didn't watch the last 45 minutes, as I was simultaneously recording it and all the commercials were annoying me. I'll watch the rest tomorrow.

I can't wait for the recap, so we can all discuss it there.

doris
 

Nic, I'm often disappointed by final episodes. They try to wrap up so many things so quickly, in such a shallow way, that you end up feeling cheated. I'd rather have some time to savor all the reckonings that I've been anticipating for months.

I wanted to see the Guapos finale, but I'm still catching up on the QEs I missed.
 

Nic- I couldn't agree with you more. The ending with Alex and Mili was really sad. Did we really need to see them as 90 year olds dying in the place where they first made love? Also did Florencia really need to die? Too much violence and death for an ending. Three separate weddings and seeing all the character happy in later years would have been much better. NJ Sue
 

If you’re listing Daphne DuMaurier books, don’t forget “Jamaica Inn." I love all of Dame DuMaurier’s novels. Recently I picked up a new copy of “Rebecca” and didn’t realize that this is the 70th anniversary of this haunting book published in 1938. Time flies when you’re reading gothic novels!

I can hardly wait to see what new developments are going to be added to your make-believe blogger novela.

Nancy (LT addict)
 

Hi Nancy--wasn't Jamaica Inn the one with an orphan girl who has to go stay it this creepy gloomy place full of smugglers?
Nobody but nobody writes like Dame du Maurier!
Too bad she's not around to pen telenovelas!
"Creemelo"
 

Hey, now I kinda liked the ending to Guapos & the saddest thing I found about the very ending...was damn I expected silver hip clothing it was like the year 2090...crap just like they said we'd have flying cars by now...crushing all my childish dreams.

I guess Luci's death after only 10years was a shout out to destroying your liver & WTF was up with Al & 10 years and he looks like Ned Flanders?
Yet 50 years later Val & Rocky look like they are maybe in their 40's?

Cree I'm not sure if they have pirate guys in puffy shirts and high heel red boots, but I think there is a special place in the Minneapolis airport that has something similar
 

Beckster--I admit the pirate thing has been one of my fantasies ever since I went to a Renaissance Faire and saw some Buccaneers wearing not only puffy shirts but black lace tights...actually now I think about it, it does sound like that sleazy shop by the Minneapolis Airport.
:o}
"Creemelo" (or Cree for short)
 

Creemelo, you’re right about “Jamaica Inn.” Mary, the orphaned girl, is a feisty heroine who goes to live with her aunt and ends up in a den of iniquity. It’s also got a rollicking good love story and plot twists that blind-side you. It would make a wonderful telenovela. I must add that to my pile of books to re-read.

Nancy (LT addict)
 

Du Maurier is my favorite! I've almost read them all, but they are hard to find (except Rebecca). Try The Scapegoat, or My Cousin Rachel. Frechmans Creek was the first one I ever read, I think I was 13. Love her!
 

Creemelo, don't forget cod pieces! Pirates rock!
 

Molly, I was astonished when I looked on the Internet and saw the body of work by Daphne DuMaurier. I always assumed she had written the handful of books I had read over the years. I’m going to have to ferret out some of her lesser known novels. I find a very good source for books is www.abe.com and, of course, Amazon independent sellers. With the wonders of the Internet it has become easier to access more obscure literature.

If anyone is interested, here’s a bibliography plus a short biography of Du Maurier: http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/d/daphne-du-maurier/

Nancy (LT addict)
 

Thanks for thinking of me cakes. While I do believe that EY is un hombre guapisimo, it is Adela that melts me...
 

Did you all know that yesterday was "International Talk Like a Pirate Day"?

NinaK
 

Molly--those cod things... where are your eyes supposed to go when a guy is wearing one of those?!!
I always loved the old pirate movies as a kid, that's why I'm hooked on "Fuego": simple characters, lots of passion, and that feeling that you're stranded somewhere far, far away from the real world.
Too bad Sofia is not more like Maureen O'Hara.
:o)
"Creemelo"
 

Avast there, NinaK, I think Talk Like a Pirate Day was started by two scurvy dogs who worked for Hewlett Packard right here in my home town in Oregon. Now it's everywhere!
Too bad I forgot it was yesterday, matey!
"Creemelo the Bilgewater Queen"
 

I love the idea of pirates, tequila, and castles. Maybe the pirates discover, after a long and dirty journey, a castle surrounded by miles and miles of agave. Of course they have no idea what to do with it. In the castle the very ugly witches, who of course upon seeing the handsome pirates fall instantly in love, have the recipe for distilling tequila but are too frail to do so. So the pirates pillage the castle, but the ugly witches are more than happy to turn the recipe over to the very handsome pirates. After distilling the tequila the pirates of course over-imbibe which in turn makes the ugly witches seem very beautiful. In order to keep the witches in this state of beauty, the pirates must stay in a constant state of inebriation. And since we all know that tequila makes your clothes fall off, this is where the waterfall and swimming hole come in. Jenna T
 

Nancy, yes, she was quite prolific. I got into her as a teen and have been trying to read them all. There is also I bio on the Du Maurier family. My Cousin Rachel is a good creepy suspenseful one. Rebecca is also a stage play.

Creemelo, you stare at the cod piece of course! I love Maureen O'Hara, she is awesome. I love any movie with Errol Flynn or Tyrone Powers. Pirates are so cool!

Of course modern day, Johnny Depp makes a great pirate. My daughter says he is to dirty, I just tell her I would be HAPPY to give him a bath!
 

I'm another reader who enjoys DuMaurier's work and loves both Frenchman's Creek and Jamaica Inn.
Molly, you inquired about La Esposa Virgin. It was the first TN I watched and it had many actors I've seen since then in other TNs, including Sergio Sendel, Adela Noriega, and our sweet Oscar. It had the same Mexidoon time warp feeling as Fuego, but not as bad.
La Paloma
 

Butter Biscuit Stephanie, I think it was you who mentioned Amarte es Mi Pecado on the late night schedule. I liked the episodes I've seen. I'm trying to get to bed earlier, but it's very tempting to stay up long enough for some Sergio Sendel time.
La Paloma
 

La Paloma, thanks for the info! NetFlix has a few, but I guess La Espousa is not out. I just like Jorge as a train robber. I watched some on youtube and he looks great with the facial hair! He is just yummy!
 

Thanks You Calamity Cakes for posting that pic of Ruth. I know how to post images in regular forums and messagerboards using ubb code. for some reason this one won't take it from my end. I evven tried the html tags from photobucket to no avail.... Oh well.


Ibarramedia
 

Very funny, Jenna T. Have you been swilling that tequila or are you always so imaginative!
 

Okay..I'll give in you can have pirates, but only in a historical sense...otherwise; you have a whole different sort of TeleNovela..not that there is anything wrong with that, but jest sayin you put men in lace tights and poufy shirts and modern women..I would expect some very good friend ships but little else.

I don't care what the setting is, I just want to be cast as the "Tough Love Coach". I want to lecture people like Sofie on the wrongness of her dress, I want her to explain to me the need of walking in the dark alone, after once being raped and once nearly raped. Ah Sofie is this a cry for attention?

I want to hide clues around the office and make Juan try to find one. I would make him hold a flashlight as a reminder you need one when your head is that far up your ass. Maybe the constant reminder would take that Beaver Cleaver look off his face.

Crabi, oh bitch bring it on. Let the snarking begin. Crabi show me
those quotes in the Bible where it says, God had a daughter named Crabi and put her in charge of passing out vengence.

I am not a licensed therapist but I believe "That choosing any therapy of Dr. Phil and then taking a 180.
 

Well, I'm another Du Maurier fan, though I've not read more than a few of her things just Jamaica Inn, Rebeca and My Cousin Rachel. I guess time just gets away from a person, but I agree, her stuff would make wonderful telenovela fare.

Yeah, this time around the FELS casting department did get the cast members to look close enough to be related --with the exception of LaGuardia perhaps, but he's such a honey I'll give them a pass on that one.
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Dorado dave-- It's because I have the utmost respect for all the men who sit with (or even without) their significant others and nightly endure watching grown men cry being elevated to a high art! > ; ? ))
 

Ibarramedia - I haven't found a way to upload an image on this site other than to create your own "new post" or to put the image in your profile. Then it uploads every time you post a comment. If Julie or someone else who's really savvy with computers has figured it out, then let us know!
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Beckster - every time I see Juan get that dopey goofy grin on his overly fuzzy face I want to cringe. It always leaves me with the definite urge to have somebody throw a pie in his face.
 

Beckster, you are to funny. Time to lay some smack down! Telenovella WWE! I have to say, I like Juan best with the puppy face. EY does it so well. For a big guy, he can look so boyish.

Yes, men in puffy shirts in stocking have to stay in period or we are in the midst of What Not To Wear and Queer Eye. And a whole Telenovella with the men telling the girls why their fashion sense sucks would not be much fun.
 

La Paloma--I too am having the same problem because of AMARTE. I can't seem to stop watching it, though I've started somewhere IN the story and am having to figure it out as I go... :-) Heck, at least it's just a telenovela, rather than us being hooked on something illegal.

Juan's expression, quite frankly, is probably the LAST thing on my mind when EY comes on screen. Puh-leeze. Care to guess the first? Heh.

I didn't watch GUAPOS, but did tune in to the last ten minutes or so to see how the hero and heroine (I'd heard people talk about) ended up. There were like, what, four deaths back to back? It was kind of strange, all those characters just falling over like that... *shrug*
 

becks said: Crabi, oh bitch bring it on. Let the snarking begin. Crabi show me those quotes in the Bible where it says, God had a daughter named Crabi and put her in charge of passing out vengence. LOL!

I think Crabby already died at some point in her life as a result of her bad behavior, went straight to Hell, tried to take over, and Hell tossed her right back out. "Get thee back to Earth, wench. The boss we got's an angel compared to you."

That there would be some telenovela.
 

How about that bumper sticker for Crabi: "Satan works for ME now".
But what would she put it on?
"Creemelo"
 

Hi guys. Just checking in. I've had company all weekend so didn't have a minute to myself to get things started. I'm working on it now. We'll see what I come up with. I do see the opening scene with a waterfall and a naked man, though.
 

Ok. I'm going to post it separately. We still need a name for the TN and a name for the town. We need to decide how we are going to add to it. Do we each want to take a day? Have fun. Let the snarking begin!
 

It was a beautiful day and the first one that Raul had had to himself in a long time. (At least since the Patron’s death a month ago.) The sun was hot and the water was cool as he dove in. He surfaced and floated on his back looking up at the sky. The drops on his brown skin shimmered in the morning sunlight. At 32 Raul was a fine specimen of a man with black curly hair, piercing brown eyes, and a muscular body. Although the women flocked to him, his heart belonged to another.

Hacienda Florian was the top producer of Tequila in the region as well as having the most beautiful horses. As manager of the Hacienda he must oversee the work in the agave fields and tequila production as well as the training and care of the horses. His hope was that his brother Miguel would learn quickly so he could help work with the horses.

Don Roberto Florian was a cruel and selfish man. He met his death in a mysterious “accident.” Some say it was the work of El Chacal but others tell a different story. Rumor had it that perhaps he had a boyfriend but nobody knows for sure.

With a big sigh Raul swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out. As he put on his pants he heard a noise. He silently made his way through the bushes to see what it was. Peering through the vegetation he saw Dona Victoria. At 27 she was too young to be a widow. Her long blond hair reminded him of cornsilk and her blue eyes were more blue than even the sky above. She was the kindest, most beautiful woman Raul had ever known. She pretended to grieve for her husband but deep inside he knew she was happy.

Roberto was twice her age and she never loved him. Her father arranged the marriage as a “business deal” to merge the two tequila enterprises. Soon after they married Victoria’s father “died.”

Victoria made the best of the marriage. She actually tried to love Roberto but nothing she did was right. He would travel on business for days and when he did come home he was always in a foul mood. It didn’t help that his mother Olivia lived with them at the hacienda.

Oliva was almost as cruel as her son. She had a vicious temper and would strike Victoria for the smallest thing. She carried a riding whip with her and whenever the servants displeased her she would strike them also. Now that Roberto was gone Olivia believed herself Queen of the Castle. However, when Victoria’s father died she inherited her father’s half of the business. There was a stipulation that she must outlive Roberto by 3 years in order to inherit the rest.

Victoria was glad to escape from the Hacienda to get away from Olivia who was in a particularly foul mood today. As a means of escape Victoria told Maria (the cook) that she would like to pick the berries for the pie for dinner. Victoria was well liked by the staff because she always treated them with kindness. Maria wouldn’t usually let the Patrona pick berries but she knew it was a way to escape Dona Olivia. Victoria sat on a nearby rock to rest and gazed up into the sky. Olivia said there was an important guest coming for dinner this evening but would not tell Victoria who it was. A small tear escaped her eye and ran down her cheek. She would have to find a way to cover what was left of her black eye so the guest wouldn’t see it. How did she get herself into such a mess. As another tear ran down her face she heard a noise behind her coming from the bushes…..
 

Wow, Connie, I want another chapter of your TN right now! I love the plot: the wicked, wicked MIL, the absent, abusive and philandering husband, the lonely and beautiful wife and now a gorgeous hunk of man......mmmmm.....where could this be leading??? You should be writing for Telerisa, Girl!

Fuego en AZ
 

Creemelo, Gabby would put her bumper sticker on Feo's back of course!

Nice job Connie!
 

Keep writin', Connie--we don't want you to stop! Not even for commercial breaks!
"Creemelo"
 

Molly, maybe Feo should just have that tatooed on his back...but then, only lonely middle-aged women would see it, hmmm...
"Creemelo"
 

You can't include a photo in your comments. If you create a Blogger profile for yourself, you can upload a picture to correspond to your name, but that's probably not what you're trying to do.

Recappers are able to post things to the actual blog (not just the comments) and therefore can include pictures in a blog post. But, again, that's a blog post, not a comment.

However, you can always include the URL to a photo in your comments, or a link to the URL. There's also the "click my name" trick - when you post a comment, under "Choose an identity," choose the Name/URL option which will send people to that website when they click your name.
 

Thanks guys. The trick is for everyone to contribute and keep the story going. I think it would be fun to see just how long we can keep it going. I need some title suggestions for our new TN. Anybody?
 

Or if you want you can give me suggestions/ideas and I'll keep it going.
 

Ahhhh, jest sayin, for once could the heroine not be blonde? I mean just sayin since 98% of the native population isn't...I mean just sayin.
 

It's our telenovela so our characters can be anything we want!:} That's the beauty of it.
 

I'm continuing where you left off, Connie. Nicely done!

Stay tuned, y'all.
 

By the way, it's been a blast hanging out with all of you this weekend! I've enjoyed all the literary discussions, comments about other TN's, and of course the plot of our very own TN. (Can we create a character called Juanny Depp?)
Anyway, thank to all who kept the ball rolling...it made our FELS hiatus fade into the background.
Cheers to All,
"Creemelo"
 

(It's kinda long, gang--sorry. I'm long-winded, I can't help it. And Connie got me all excited with her first installment... Yeah, that's it. It's all Connie's fault! :D)

AGAVE Y TEQUILA (working title), Part 2.

The German Shepherd, more black than brown and just over one hundred pounds, darted from the hedges and came at Victoria with tail wagging. “Santo--you scared me!” she scolded, but wiped her tears and broke into a smile at the sight of him. Santo rested both forepaws up on the rock, next to her lap, and nuzzled her until she scratched him behind the ears the way he’d always liked. When he started sniffing at her skirt pockets, Victoria knew just what the dog was after.

Still balancing the basket of fresh berries in one hand, she reached into a pocket with the other, produced a doggie treat and held it over his head. Santo immediately backed off the rock and went to stiff attention, eyes never leaving her, waiting for the slightest command. “Sit...” His hindquarters lowered to the ground without the rest of him moving. He could have been a statue. “Good dog.” With a laugh, Victoria gave Santo his prize. He lapped it greedily--but carefully--without leaving so much as a scratch on her fingers.

Santo’s appearance wouldn’t have scared her so badly, but she was on the verge of finally inheriting the birthright left by her father and she’d been getting crank phone calls lately. Someone would either listen to her breathe for a moment, or hang up without speaking.

An icy chill slid up Victoria’s spine. “Better get these berries to Maria.”

She was sliding off the rock when Santo’s playful mood suddenly changed. The dog stiffened, growled, then began barking as if ready to tear something--or someone--into chunks. He bounded around the flat boulder and put himself between Victoria and the tall foliage that obscured the view to the Florian swimming hole. Victoria quickly got to her feet. “Raul. Is that you?”

A rich chuckle came from behind the tallest bush. “How did you know?”

“You always set Santo off for some reason. I wish I knew why,” she replied, suspicious.

“Patrona, call him off.”

“Call him off... what?”

A long pause. Men and their pride! Finally... “Call him off, please.”

“Down, Santo. Quiet.”

Victoria couldn’t help grinning at the hacienda manager as he slipped between the trees and sauntered over to stand in front of her. Her eyes drank him in as if he were a long, tall glass of ice water. He was that indeed, wearing only pants and no shirt, dripping wet. But Raul Vega’s good looks and strong body weren’t the only things she admired about him. The great respect for her in his expression warmed her heart. The smoldering desire for her in his dark gaze warmed her... somewhere else.

“Am I in trouble for taking too long a work break?” he asked softly.

“Seeing as I’m not my mother in law... no.” He wasn’t touching her, but the way he looked down at her made her swear he was.

“Nice berries, ma’am.”

With a start, Victoria realized she’d been clutching the fruit bowl tightly against her full breasts, right where they strained against her scoop-necked blouse. She lowered it to her waist--and blushed.

“Not so nice shiner.” Seeing Victoria’s eye blackened pissed him off. Raul forced his hand to stay at his side, when all he wanted to do was soothe the injury with his fingers, perhaps take some of the hurt away. It had to be that bitch Dona Olivia again. When the woman wasn’t busy stirring her cauldron, she was laying into somebody with that damn whip, especially Victoria. “You run the hacienda flawlessly. You’re a strong woman. Why do you let Dona Olivia treat you this way?” His hand came up anyway, almost on its own, though he knew hired help had no business touching a patrona.

He never got the chance. An all-terrain SUV came rolling up and skidded to a stop. Santo commenced to barking.

“We pay you to work, not swim at your leisure, you damned swine!”
Raul looked in Dona Olivia’s direction just as she stormed up and drove the handle of her whip into the side of his head.

(Okay... we need an official title, and the name of the town, me hardies!)
 

Good job Butter Biscuit. We do indeed need a name. I hate Olivia already!
 

I think this is going to be fun. We are already off to a good start. Should we each pick a day or just jump right in whenever we feel like it? So far our characters are:

Raul Vega--our hero
Miguel Vega--his brother
Don Roberto Estrada--scumbag husband of Victoria (deceased)
Olivia Estrada--Mother-in-law
Victoria Estrada--Heroine
Maria--(cook)
 

Sorry, I forgot about Santo the dog.
 

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I just had a really funny idea. Wouldn't it be great to post our Telenovela separately (like we do for the other telenovelas) to see if anyone comments on it (besides us of course.) What do you think?
 

I'm having the worst time this morning. I didn't mean to delete my post because it corrects something in the previous one.

Raul Vega--our hero
Miguel Vega--his brother
Don Roberto Florian--scumbag husband of Victoria (deceased)
Olivia Florian--Mother-in-law
Victoria Florian--Heroine
Maria--(cook)

It's pretty bad when I can't remember my own characters!!! :)
I don't know where Estrada came from.
 

You guys are too funny.

I wish I could add something, but I'm having enough trouble keeping up with the telenovelas I'm already watching!

I do think the animals should have their own subplot, though.
 

You can give us ideas.
 

Butter Bisquit, thanks for throwing the obligatory SUV in there! To funny!
 

OK, well, some of the animals are private detectives. Their middleman, who deals with the clients, is a guy named - I don't care what you name him, I'll call him Jack - who tends to throw phones around mercilessly. The animals' identities are so secret that neither the clients nor the animals' "owners" know that their pets, livestock, mule teams, etc. are detectives.

Jack had originally put the detective team together, but the animals want to use their investigative skills only to fight crime. Jack has a more mercenary attitude, and many of their clients use the information they get for blackmail or other malicious mischief.

(I'm not sure how Jack keeps the animals in line; maybe he's holding all of their babies and eggs hostage.)

The tensions grow between the animals and Jack; the animals scheme to make Jack look bad so that he'll quit the business and move out of town. Then they can become an independent crime fighting team.

And, uh, I guess some of these animals have to fall in love, too, or it wouldn't be a proper telenovela!
 

Woops, no phones in the olden days. Quill pens are hard to throw, too. I'll need some other schtick for Jack.

How about this: whenever he gets angry, he rips the buttons off of his shirt! And the guy's got a short temper.
 

Julie, do the animals fall in love within their own breed, or just like our class conscious society, do we have inter-breed love? Doh!

Because I have a cat that definitely thinks he is a dog and loves to sleep and play with my dogs. They don't chase him or anything. But my other cat, who knows she is a cat, they treat like a cat.
 

Julie--LOL!

Posting separately would make it easier to keep up with, Connie, but I'm not sure we'd be allowed because of the purpose of the blog...

Santo is, of course, top detective on Jack's roster; that way, he'd be in charge of the Biggest Plot--who's trying to keep Victoria from getting the other half of her dad's estate, plus he can keep an eye on and thwart that heffer Dona Olivia at every turn. Bwahahahaha!

Other animals could be Raul's horse, Maria's cat, the villanous Jack's talking parrot, and someone in town's got to have a donkey.

Oh no, no, no. I've already thrown a phone in there. I had to. Couldn't stand it! In keeping with telenovela ridiculousness, though, it can be an old rotary type, and the ONLY phone for thousands of miles, because as you know, this town is right at the border of a nuclear waste dump, time is skewed, and there be pirates right off the coast. LOL
 

Molly--you mean like Kermit the Frog and Miss Piggy? :)

My cat had a boyfriend once... the german shepherd next door, named Bullet. They would sit on a log every evening, side by side, and watch the sun set. I kid you not.

Any other dog in the neighborhood got clawed by her.
 

ButterBisc: it could be an old hand-crank wall mounted phone, that could take you back to what--late 1800's?
"Creemelo"
PS I loved the introduction of the dog coming through the bushes when we were all obviously waiting for ...him (Curly-boy).
 

The villanous Jack comes back to town every now and then, with his Dread Pirate minions, and wreaks havoc. The Pet Detectives, the Florians, and the Vegas have to fend them off. (Dona Olivia is the mole in all that trouble, as the old bat's boinking villanous Jack and no one knows.) Julie, you're a genius!!

(You think we can convince the networks to keep FUEGO off for an extra week? Ha.)
 

Hand-crank it is, Cree. Heheh. Glad you liked the opening--one of the first things I learned was "do the unexpected."

Ooooooh, now we know who's calling Vicky on her hand-crank phone. Dread Pirate Jack, wanting the estate. Could he be Raul's long-lost father, thus Santo's incessant barking at our hero?

(LORD I've got to get a hold of myself)
 

Interspecies romance among the animals seems harmless enough with puppets or cartoons, but I'm not sure if it would fly on a live-action show.

And I bet the animals' families would object, too. "There is no way I'm going to let you go out with that... that.. PIG!"

Maybe it'll work if we limit it to animals of similar size or type. Chickens and ducks yes, dogs and cats yes, cows and horses yes, cows and chickens NO.

How about if we start off with one daring couple exploring this forbidden love, and see how the audience takes it.
 

I'm enjoying the script of your new telenovela very very much. Of course, I can picture Tonki, the best actor in Duelo, as the star pet detective, Santo. G in CA
 

ROFLMAO! Julie, I cannot stop laughing at your last post. Oh, somebody help me.

G in CA--you called it! I have Tonki from DUELO on the brain. :)
 

"Cuidado con Destilando Pasión y Amor Real con El Fuego en La Sangre de los Queridos Enimigos"

An anonymous commenter suggested this name back on Friday. I think it's perfect, since we're taking stuff from several different novelas and throwing them all together.

CDPAREFSQE. CDPAR for short.
 

ROFLLLL, Julie! One daring couple exploring forbidden love, as long as they're the same size...
Actually right now I'm picturing Sarita from FELS with her lips all pursed up as she consults a clipboard:
ducks and chickens...yes
Cows and chickens...no
laborers and upper class snobby girls...no
"Creemelo"
 

Cree, I think you mean "laborers and upper class snobby girls...no, yes, no, never, forever, maybe, yes, no..."
 

oh yah, I forgot: "Para Siempre" or until Ma smacks me again, whichever comes first!
"Creemelo"