it's the ironic & controversial rhapsody of an ambiguous bert

continued...

We ended off Part 1 of the story where the country mouse had arrived at the home of the town mouse.

The town mouse sought to get the country mouse quickly acquainted with the complexities of town. Always be on the lookout for dangerous and malicious cats; run as fast as your little mousey legs can carry you when the ground seemed to shake and the air thundered, horses and wheels are just as deadly; when stealing food, never ever get yourself caught. Put a mouse toe out of line and it's the end of the world. Literally.

Soon the sun went over the hills, or rather, over the big houses. The country mouse is going to experience its first night in town. Already, it is beginning to feel the stress of living an urban life with all the ducking, dashing and running for cover whenever a great shadow was cast over them and branded as an imminent threat. Honestly, when you're a 2 centimetres tall creature, any shadow would be a great shadow.

And so, our amazing small duo began their search for a source of sustenance. Their bright little noses were soon put to work, sniffing for the faintest scent of food. Ah! Aha! There was cheese to be found. They followed the trail their noses had paved out for them and were scurrying into the kitchen of a bakery within minutes. Of course, the country mouse had no idea what cheese was but its mouse instincts told it that cheese is definitely food. And mice are not usually picky.

A quick scan of the kitchen revealed an astute insight - the baker had hired an incompetent assistant. There was cheese, sugar and flour left out on the kitchen island. The town mouse being smarter and sharper was worried that there may be a cat lurking in some unknown corners of the kitchen, waiting to pounce on any unfortunate prey. Not wanting to be feline dinner, the town mouse and the country mouse exercised caution and made their way to the food.

It was soon discovered that their concern was not to be. No single enemy was in sight or out of sight at that moment. The two mice tucked in and the country mouse had its first taste of yellow cheese.

to be continued... ...

posted by bert @ 12:22 AM