19-I'M NOT A SPORTSMOUSE

I'M NOT A SPORTSMOUSE We spent the next few days roaming around Ratzikistan. We tried to interview the locals. But it was hard. After all, they didn't speak English. We couldn't understand one SQUEAK. Then my sister decided one of us should try all of the local SPORTS. Guess who was the lucky mouse? That's right, yours truly. Oh, why does my family like to torture me? They know I'm not a sport mouse. I'm always the last rodent picked for a team. Still, there I was, joining in on a...

A. snowball fight (They creamed me two seconds after I made my first snowball.) B. contest for the best-built snowmouse (I accidentally knocked the HEAD off when I tried to put on whiskers.) C. mountain hike (They carried me back on a stretcher.)

D. skating race (I fell through a crack in the ICE. When they pulled me out, I was FROZEN solid.) E. stinky fish contest (I lost. But I'm telling you, mine was the stinkiest.) F. class on how to build an igloo (My door was so small, I was trapped inside.)