04-I'M TOO FOND OF MY TAIL!

I'M Too FOND OF MY TAIL! I had just started working when my door flew open. Pinky Pick skipped in. "Hi, Popsy Wopsy!" she squeaked with a grin. Then she plopped down on the edge of my desk. That's it, I decided. I had to let Pinky know who was boss. I had to let her know I was running this mouse show. I jumped to my paws. "DON'T CALL ME POPSY WOPSY!" I shrieked. I thumped my tail on the floor angrily. THUMP! THUMP ... OUCH! Oops. I had forgotten about the fan. My poor tail was getting sliced up by the blades! "HELP!" i cried. I'm too fond of my tail! Mousella came running in. "What happened? What have you done now, Mr.

Stilton?" my secretary groaned. Mousella drove me to the EMERGENCY ROOM at Mouse General. It was hard to get in the car with a fan attached to my tail. But I did it. An hour later, I was back in the office. My tail was all bandaged up. It looked like a mummy. A long, skinny snake mummy, that is. Cheese niblets! I couldn't wait for my vacation....