老鼠记者 · 21 The Wild, Wild West
YOO-HOO! At that moment, a voice sang out. "Yoo-hoo Mick Musele Mouse! How are you doing this morning?" it trilled. A pretty blonde rodent with bright blue eyes stood in front of us. She was dressed all in pink from her snout to her tail. In her paw she carried a pink umbrella. It was Miss Dolly Dandywhiskers. She owned the Pretty Paws Dress Shop in town. "Why, Miss Dolly," Mick gushed. "You're looking lovely today."
It was then that I noticed Mick's fur had turned beet-red. Was he coming down with something? Rodent pox? The flu? A terrible case of sunburn? Then I realized he was beaming at Miss Dolly. I snickered. Yep, Mick Muscle Mouse was sick all right. He was LOVESICK! Just then, Dolly dropped her tiny lace handkerchief on the ground. Mick let go of my ear. He ran to pick up Dolly's handkerchief. Dolly smiled. "Oh thank you so much, Mr. Musele Mouse," she gushed. Mick grinned. I grinned, too. Not because those two were in love. But because Mick had completely forgotten about me! I GRABBED MY TAIL AND RAN!
