03-WHAT A DISTINGUISHED GENTLEMOUSE!

WHAT A DISTINGUISHED GENTLEMOUSE! I was still thinking about my whiskers when Aunt Sweetfur wrapped me in a warm hug. The scent of lavender filled my nostrils. Oh, how I loved Aunt Sweetfur. When I was a young mouselet, she liked to read me bedtime stories... Goldilocks and the Three Cats, Jack and the Cheese Stick, Little Rat Riding Hood. Aunt Sweetfur taught me just how EXCITING reading can be. "My dear, dear nephew! It's been such a long time since I last saw you!" she gushed. You look so distinguished now! How wonderful!" Actually, I had just seen Aunt Sweetfur

last Thursday. She lived in a mouse hole a few blocks away from my home. I had invited her and the rest of my family over for dinner. But Aunt Sweetfur was getting old, and her memory wasn't what it used to be. "Ahem, well, thank you, Auntie," I said, fluffing up my fur. Did I really look distinguished? I tried to catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window. But before I could check myself out, the door flew open.