Cat and Mouse
The mice have been plotting. . . they had hatched a mischievous plan. . .
Now they where going begin there journey.
“RIGHT! Everyone ready!?” shouted the head mouse, his name was
Sir Joseph he was quite confident for his kind. The crowd of mice cheered as sir joseph spoke. The mice where equipped with camo suites, grappling hooks, spy goggles, walkie talkies and much, much more.
The mice had been waiting for the right time and today was the day. The cat was at the vet so the mice had there chance to finally get to the cheese but they had one, problem the camo suites they had turned them completely invisible so the journey to the fridge was troublesome as they could not see each other but they managed to get there eventually they only had a few issues such as knocking each other down the draws of the kitchen cabinets.
When they reached the fridge door they ran into yet another dilemma they had no idea how to open the giant doors. Then one small mouse spoke up “Lets use the grappling hooks and latch them onto the door then we can pull and they might just open!” Sir Joseph liked the sound of the idea “YOU HEARD THE MOUSE! GET PULLING!” and sure enough they started pulling and pulling and eventually it worked. The group of mice scurried up the different compartments until they reached the dairy section.
“How will we choose?” said one little mouse “theres so much!” said another “TAKE IT ALL!!!!!!” said the third mouse “settle down everyone!” shouted Sir Joseph “ we cant let the humans get to suspicious we cant have them finding out we where here!” the mice nodded in agreement.
Despite the agreement they took almost all the cheese.
Once they returned to the barn they heard the humans arrive, as well as the ferocious cat that had watched there every move since the mice had moved in. That night the mice had a feast as they made another plan.
To Be Continued
By Sophie
