老鼠记者 · 9-A Fabumouse Vacation for Geronimo

10-AH, THE MOUNTAIN

AH, THE MOUNTAINS... I went back home, exhausted. It was already morning. I hadn't slept a wink. I crawled under my covers. Maybe I'll go to work late, I thought. Or I could just take the whole day off. Yes, that sounded like a good plan. Every mouse deserves a little vacation now and then. Suddenly, my eyes popped open. "Vacation!" I shrieked. Holey cheese! Today was the first day of my vacation! I glanced at my clock. It was seven-fifteen. I'd missed my plane to Happy Tail Island! I called the travel agency. Unfortunately, there were no other flights leaving for the island. But Ms. Sweetpaws cheered me up.

"Don't worry, Mr. Stilton," she squeaked. "I have another vacation spot you may enjoy. It's a comfortable chalet on Coldcreeps Peak. LOTS OF BEAUTIFUL SNOW CAPPED MOUNTAINS. UNSPOILED NATURE..." I told her it sounded wonderful. I just had to get out of the city. Ms. Sweetpaws booked my trip. "Now, please pay attention, Mr. Stilton," she advised. "You leave tomorrow morning at nine o'clock." That evening, I unpacked my suitcase. I took out the swimsuit, the goggles, and the flippers. I put in a pair of hiking boots, a woolen tail warmer, and my warmest coat. As I packed, I began to sing. "AH, THE MOUNTAINS, THERE'S NOTHING LIKE THE MOUNTAINS...."

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