Hey folks, I’m Maestro the mouse, Mom gave me the name for my special little squeaks. I’m very sad though, so many were calling me a louse, but I love to stay in your cozy warm house.
I have a close friend, Mimi, a fat bale of fur Persian Kat, with the nicest eastern accent. She is very vain, sometimes, she can be pain in my tail. One day I told her off big time; I said; hey Mimi, the only reason you are here is because when the Master first saw me, she thought it was like a disaster, so, she bought you, for me to run after!
We worked out a nice deal, she chases me, I hide, then she sits on the master’s lap, and takes a nap. It is then that I spring my caper, I find those delicious chocolates, all wrapped in such pretty paper, you know Claire, those that you hide from the kids, in your *drawer, with your underwear.
Now, while Mimi and I lie together near the cozy fireplace, on a cold winter’s night, and we reminisce with much bliss. Mimi says to me; You know Maestro, I don’t know why the humans think that us cats would love to eat you, but for this feline, Irish stew, with a sardine or two would be fine. I laughed and said; yeah, I’ll take chocolate over cheese anytime!
*I wrote this based upon a true story. When my brother and I were little guys, Mom would hide her treasured chocolates in her bedroom drawers. One day she was not happy, and said to us, why are you guys eating my
Chocolates? We pleaded our innocence, not long after that Mom saw the mouse in the drawer with the chocolates!
My dear grandma would literally hide chocolates in her underwear drawer...hahaha. We would look elsewhere only to find out that all the chocolates were there. I remembered my dear grandma while reading this one. The humor and the great flow was really a treat, Ken. Thank you for posting your story, too. :-)