Tuesday, 2 January 2018

Missingtoe Mistletoe Mouse...



Happy New Year dear Readers. 


 Another year over and a new one just begun.
May all your wishes and dreams come true.
Prunella would like to start the year with a small tale.

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Missingtoe Mistletoe Mouse

At the end of Petunia Lane, Miss Pope owned a large orchard filled with a selection of many old fruit trees.
During the School holidays Miss Pope the primary school headmistress, could often be spotted in her orchard sat next to her white wrought iron bistro table with a large straw floppy hat on her head and her sketchpad on her lap. Placed on a wooden painted tea tray was a delicate china teapot filled with Twinings English Breakfast Tea, a pretty teacup and saucer and milk jug. A patterned china tea plate topped with cookies or cake were a necessary accompaniment. Beside her feet would be Griff her small tri-coloured Shetland Sheepdog and her cheerful Robin hopping around ever hopeful of the odd crumb or two.
There she would spend many a happy hour sketching and painting the beautiful blossoms and garden wildlife. She didn't consider herself to be an accomplished artist. It was her hobby and she found it to be very relaxing.
In the winter months Miss Pope would bring her table and chair into her warmer conservatory tacked onto the side of her red brick terraced cottage overlooking her orchard.
A small family of field mice had set up home near her oldest apple tree it's branches home to mature mistletoe which had grown into many thick, rounded masses of branches and stems that looked like baskets. Miss Pope liked to refer to them as her witches' brooms. It's white winter berries a valuable source of food for her Mistle Thrush and winter visiting Blackcaps.
It will come as no surprise to learn that Miss Pope had named her mice the Mistletoe Mice and they were amongst her favourite subjects to paint.

In front of Petunia Lane stretched out the many allotments tended to by the villagers of Pottersdown. In a small garden across the road from the allotments lived a beautiful young brown mouse called Holly.
One cold dark December evening Holly's tummy was making a rather disagreeable rumbling noise. The lady whose garden Holly resided in was away on holiday. 
"No doubt basking on a beach on some foreign shores." grumbled Holly. 
There was no food left in the bird feeders and nothing to be found amongst the long grass which was in desperate need of a cut. Holly would have to resort to venturing further afield in hope of finding some much needed sustenance. The harsh winter months took their toll on the local wildlife.
Her little nose and whiskers twitched excitedly as they picked up a faint aroma of something that smelled delicious, peanut butter! 
Holly was ready to dine in true style when another mouse sprung out from the shadows to claim the peanut butter feast as their own. Holly was rolled over onto her back. There was a loud deafening snap followed by a searing pain in her hind right paw. She looked round and saw her attacker prostrate and dead with a wire trapping his body to a small wooden rectangular board. Her foot throbbed but her senses were alerted and she could hear other mice squeaking and scurrying forth. 
Off she scarpered as fast as her little legs could carry her between the dustbins, down a tarmac driveway, across a busy road with car headlights blinding her, through the allotments patrolled by Tom Tomcat and finally exhausted she collapsed in a heap outside the home of Prunella Pepperpot.
Prunella was just returning home after having spent an enjoyable afternoon playing with her best friend Francine Frangipane. 
Tom Tomcat, a feral cat, often deposited dead mice on the doorstep of Prunella's as a sign of affection. Prunella spotted the poor little creature spreadeagled on her garden path and sadly thought it was one of Tom's gruesome gifts. As she bent down to dispose of it she noticed the mouse wriggle.
" Oh poor dear little mouse, you're bleeding!" exclaimed Prunella as she scooped it up in her dainty little hands and rushed indoors to summon help from her foster Mother Betty Flower.
Between the two of them they managed to bathe Holly's damaged foot with salt water and snuggled her down in a clean Tupperware box lined with a fresh soft green flannel cloth and some sunflower seeds just in case she became a little peckish.
"Let's leave her in peace now," Betty suggested, "If she survives the night and is well tomorrow you can take her round to Miss Popes Orchard to release her. Tom wouldn't dare venture into the Orchard or Griff would have his guts for garters! She's lucky to have only lost one little toe."
"I think I shall name her Missingtoe. What do you say Mummy?" said Prunella thoughtfully.
Betty smiled, "A brilliant idea Prunella dear. Now let's leave her alone or she will die from fright!"
The pair placed the Tupperware box in one of Billy Flower's old cardboard boot boxes with a  few holes punched in the lid for air along with an eggcup filled with fresh water. Prunella then slid the box onto a shelf in the pantry where she was sure it would be safe and not be disturbed.
The following morning bright and early a hurriedly dressed Prunella made her way down the stairs with a little trepidation to peek inside the mouse's makeshift home. Prunella needn't have worried though. There sat before her was a bright eyed brown mouse with a half eaten sunflower seed between it's paws...



"Awwww...," said Betty and Billy Flower in unison as the gazed over Prunella's shoulders.
" You be sure and release her today Prunella." stated Billy as he kissed his wife on the cheek before heading off to work.
Betty ushered Billy out of the door telling him not to worry. She then made Prunella return the lid of the box and sit down at the scrubbed wooden table for some warm milky porridge and a cup of tea before finally sending her off to the downstairs bathroom to brush her teeth.
Shoes on Prunella finally made her way next door to Miss Pope's carrying the large cardboard boot box in both arms.
Miss Pope was sat at the small table in the warm conservatory sipping tea after just finishing her breakfast of a poached egg on toast. She spotted Prunella struggling with the big box and the wooden gate leading into the orchard. She waved and hurried outside followed closely by an inquisitive Griff to greet Prunella and enquire if she needed some assistance. 
Prunella politely asked Miss Pope's permission to release the little mouse into her orchard.
"Gladly my dear and I know the perfect place in which to let her run free."
They merrily chattered away to one another until they reached the bottom of the orchard. There in front of them was the large apple tree, it's branches laden with mistletoe covered in white berries and bird feeders galore filled with suet balls and a variety of different seeds.
"I think your little mouse will be very happy with all of my Mistletoe Mice Prunella." As Miss Pope spoke a  few mice scurried by and Griff made a soft "Gruff" noise.
"Have you given your mouse a name dear?"
"Yes Miss, I called her Missingtoe Mouse, being that she has lost one of her back toes," answered Prunella proudly. 
Miss Pope thought for a moment before saying, "Missingtoe Mistletoe Mouse, mmm, rather a mouthful dear, don't you think, but very imaginative I must say." 
Prunella laughed, "Yes Miss, perhaps. Since it's after the festive season I could call her Holly!" The little mouse squeaked with delight.
"Perfect," agreed Miss Pope.
"Welcome to your new home Holly Mistletoe Mouse. We hope you'll be very happy and I'll come to visit you often," said Prunella softly as she released the pretty brown mouse into the undergrowth.



"Come now Prunella, into the warmth and I'll show you my paintings of my Mistletoe Mice and birds."
"Would you please paint one of Holly? Pretty please?" Prunella looked up at Miss Pope with such pleading eyes.
"Of course my dear. It would be my pleasure," smiled Miss Pope.
Prunella ran ahead happily followed by a tail wagging Griff and a joyful Miss Pope. 

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Until the next time, keep smiling,
 stay safe, warm, happy and healthy.
Hugs to all.
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27 comments:

  1. Hello, cute story Prunella. Holly must be happy she survived. The sketches are wonderful. Have a great new day, a new week and a very happy New Year!

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  2. A lovely little story Prunella. Your sketches, especially the last one are beautiful. I found a little mouse in my bird seed a few weeks ago. They get in under the garage door. I'm afraid I had to eject the little blighter but he gave me a tiny bite for my troubles but no hard feelings.

    Have a wonderful New Year and keep thos e stories coming.

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  3. You definitely should consider writing a children's book and combining many of the appealing stories that have appeared in your blog. The sketches are superb, especially the last one. I will look forward to reading of many more adventures in 2018.

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  4. Yay! You're back with tales to tell! Happy New Year!

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  5. nice to see you today with your wonderful story!! happy 2018!!

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  6. Prunella, thanks for sharing this beautiful story! you should write a book with all these cute stories and sketches. I wish you a brilliant new year!

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  7. Dear Prunella I am very much sure that you should write story books for children.
    I would love to read them as bedtime storustories for my youngest. Either for me it is delightful to read them!!!

    I loved the way you succeed to paint the world of your beautiful imagination. Everybody can't do this .You are truly amazing and blessed with talent.

    Wishing you and your precious family happy new year my friend!

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  8. Thank you for another interesting and entertaining story with a happy ending. They are the best. Wishing Prunella and friends a happy new year 2018!

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  9. Dear Prunella,

    really warm wishes for the new year! May 2018 bring you satisfaction, health and a lot of happy things!

    Hugs
    Gabi

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  10. I can't wait to share this with my grandchildren, I think they will be enthralled and delighted, as I have been. Wonderful words and beautiful pictures. Love it!
    Best wishes for 2018.
    x

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  11. Always nice to visit your blog !! I love reading your stories! It is always so positive !!
    The sketches are wonderful, you are talented!
    Happy New Year, dear friend !!

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  12. So nice to start the new year with another delightful story. Excellent sketches, you are very talented!!

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  13. A very entertaining story to start off the new year! My favourite is the first sketch! Beautiful! Happy new year to you!

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  14. Such a sweet story and I enjoyed the illustrations too ...
    Wishing you a very Happy and Healthy New Year.

    All the best Jan

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  15. Another sweet story, I'm glad they always end so well. Happy 2018, my friend.
    Amalia
    xo

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  16. Delightful! Just what I needed for this cold winter morning! Enjoy your day! Hugs from all the dollies in Florida!

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  17. What a lovely story. The illustrations are wonderful and they would indeed make very many children (and adults) very happy. Miss Pope is such a charming character. Her pupils are very fortunate, and I think she herself is happy too, especially when sitting in her orchard with the large straw hat on her head, her sketchpad and a pretty teacup in front of her. :)
    We readers of Prunella's blog are very fortunate too. Thank you and Happy 2018! xx

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  18. Good evening Prunella, what a delightful story and your sketches are marvellous. When my daughters were little girls they would have loved this story and I feel sure it would be requested every night.
    You really have a wonderful gift for story telling and your sketches are lovely. I agree with everyone else, your stories would make a delightful children's book.... you never know what is around the corner.
    Happy New Year to you.
    With warmest wishes,
    Daphne

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  19. What a beautiful story, dear Prunella, i also love and admire the pictures and handpainted illustrations!You are very talented . Happy New Year my friend .

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  20. Hello Prunella, I really enjoyed your story. Your sketches are beautiful, well done. The swans is lovely. Thank you so much for linking up your post! Happy Saturday, enjoy your weekend!

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  21. Hello Prunella,
    You wrote a nice story, you could write a book.
    The photo of the swans is also beautiful, the drawings are really great.
    Best regards, Irma

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  22. Well Prunella I guess you were busy writing but you should have your camera ready at all times. Those Blackcaps would have made a lovely winter story. I'll let you off this time.

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  23. lovely images of the mte swan and a great story with fine drawigns to it. :)

    Wishing you a great year to come.

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  24. Desar Prunella,
    thank you for youre Visits and New-Year-Wishes!
    I wish a happy new Year too for you, youre family and pets and for Prunella!
    I like the stories so much! Writing a Book is a great Idea I think!
    Greetings
    Kirsi

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  25. This is such a lovely, cute story, and the drawings are beautiful!
    Have a delightful week! Hugs!

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  26. What a delightful story ... thank you!
    Have a great year ahead ...

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