Something Went Quite Weird For Mary-The-Mouse

Something Went Quite Weird For Merry-The-Mouse

Once upon a time in a huge metropolis called Danville, Va. there lived a mouse named Mary. Her mamma had named her that because that's what she made her heart, merry. Since there weren't many famous mice in the world besides those named Micky and Minnie, both her parents wanted her to be an exception to that rule. They had heard when people stubbed their toes saying they had, "milked their mouse," but that made Mary get mad. She was quite intelligent and was also extremely attractive, far as mice are concerned. Her biggest hang-up was that every time she'd get around any bucks, she would get the extreme desire to do something extremely valiant to impress them in different ways. She had spent a lot of, "dough" to earn some, "bucks." That would cause her parents to constantly say, "Oh, 'deer!' " She was constantly getting into some kind of trouble, but that's what mice are supposed to do. That was an area she excelled at big-time. Her parents tried to make her feel better by saying words of encouragement to her. Some of them were, "You have got the perfect head for your face." "Of all the mice on this planet, there is none who can scare a woman faster then you." "You're so smart Bill Gates named the, 'mouse' on a computer after you." There were also many other encouraging lines such as those which were told to Mary to make her feel better, but with all her failures, those kind words of encouragement flew right out the window with nobody to hear them or remember them. She didn't even know the plural of mouse just happened to be mice, not mouses. She was constantly getting into all kinds of mischief, and that meant more then what her family was made up of because that's the technical term for a group of mice, and it really was what she was too.

Her parents also had tried to make her watch the most famous mouse in history when it came on t v who was named, as everybody knows, Mickey. The problem was not even he was enough encouragement to make that little rodent feel a lot better about the nuisance she would cause to the house they lived in.

Now, Merry was not a quitter by any means since that's something which was definitely not in her genes to encourage her. The problem was all she knew about, "genes" were the ones that were blue or green and were something for her to chew up or try to build a home in. It always made the mamma of that house shriek and jump up on the bed of the couch as if the floor was on fire. That made all the other members of Mary's family laugh hysterically. Everybody thought it was a hoot except for her. She saw no pleasure in making women shriek and jump up on the bed, chars, couches or whatever was close to them, screaming.

That really did upset Mary big-time so she scurried home and got on her little, tiny computer to write a sad story since that's how she was feeling at that time. The problem was she felt so discouraged that she tore her person-pad. It was like the whole world was against her. That's when she yelled, "Aw, 'cheese !' "

It was hard to imagine how her day could get any worse. Murphy had come in to sit on her back and brought his whole family with him. That's when she yelled, "How could this day get any worse for me?" as she threw her front paws up in front of her. That's something mice seldom do except in extreme circumstances.

No sooner had those words gotten out of her mouth when Carol The Cat, who had been waiting by her hole, reached her paw in and clobbered the poor, little rodent which knocked her up against the side of the wall, cutting a huge gash in her back. It meant she was really in a major predicament since that swipe had hurt her left front paw to the point where she couldn't scurry fast enough to get away from the ferocious feline who was a stray and stayed in an ally. That's why she was an, "ally-cat." Yet with that huge gash in both of her back legs, running fast was definitely out of the question for her at that stage of the game, only it wasn't a game fro her, cause if it was, she would certainly be losing at that point.

Carol laughed a right evil-sounding laugh. Then she tuck out her long, sharp paws which exposed those razor-sharp claws. Next he said, "Hmm! How shall I prepare my dinner right now? A mouse-burger, 'pur-r-r-r-haps? Or maybe some Mouse-aroni, the San Francisco treat! Yep! No Richmond er will ever be able to say, 'There's a brown mouse around down south in the outhouse and there's no doubt about it!" For such a little varmint, you're in some huge trouble!" Then he stuck out his paws, exposing those razor-sharp toenails. He was all set to shorten that cute, little animal's lifetime with just one swipe of his front paw.

Suddenly a bolt of lightening struck the cat, which turned him into an extremely burnt pile of fur. That sort of thing doesn't happen all that often in Danville, especially considering the fact that there wasn't a cloud in the sky, but what made it even more rare was the fact that there wasn't a cloud in the sky. If that cat really did have 9 lives, he'd just definitely used all of them up at the same time on that particular point in time. It saved a, " 'cat'-tastrophy" for those mice.

Since the cat was away, the mice could all play. That lead to an extremely huge amount of calibrating between all of them. The old woman who had bought the house where all the mice were living in at the time were a real animal-lover so she were more then happy to share their home with the mice. At any rate, as the best-written children's stories of all-time will officially finish up with,

"THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER !!!!"

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The end. By, Cuz Roye.