Hilltop Hall....on a warm day in...November...
-I'm soooo confused..twittered Miss Moussie ....I'm ever so confused....
-What's the matter dear...asked the Dutchess in response....Is there something I can help you with...?
-Don't think so...twittered Miss Moussie...you can't change the weather....
-Change the weather dearest...but WHY.....its the most glorious November we had in ages..
-Yes yes..I know..and I find this to be very suspicious..its not how its supposed to be...
-O...you want it to be cold, grimm..and rainy...windy and wet....
-Yes..so we can snuggle up in the house...It may sound strange but I've had enough of summer..I'm kind of tired..and there Miss Moussie sat herself down on a baguette..next to the french cheese and a pot of marmalade. ..fumbling with the spoon where she had just stirred her tea with...
-Your tea is getting cold dear......four lumps of sugar...as you like it..
-I'm not in the mood for tea..twittered Miss Moussie..
-Come on ....said the Dutchess a bit worried...this is not like you at all....cheer up dear..
At that moment in time a little person wearing big spectacles entered the kitchen...It was Mr Mole..
-Hello there Mr C...smiled the Dutchess..so good to see you...would you like to join us for a cup of tea....
-That would be lovely...answered Mr Mole...but first..let me tell you something..There's news...and he waved with a newspaper..I just read it....
-O,then do tell us..said the Dutchess...and I'm sure Miss Moussie would like to hear it too...
Miss Moussie didn't move... she didn't even look up...and she didn't even say hello to Mr C...
Goodness...she really is very sad today..
-LLLListen,stuttered Mr Mole..like he always does when he is exited...LLListen...We are going to have the WINTER of ALL WWWinters....there is a winter traveling to our Hilltop like we have NEVER experienced before...With mountains of snow and Its going to be sooo cold...so cold like on the north pole...What do you think about THAT...
-REALLY..twittered Miss Moussie ...REALLY...how marvelous!
O dear...so many things to do in so little time....we have to be prepared...now all the little birdies will need mittens.....O dear..
Miss Moussie dropped her spoon and before you could say cheerio...she was gone....disappearing under the doormat....through the crack in the wall....off to her birds nest...Leaving Mt C and our Dutchess sitting there in wonder what to expect next...
-Well...said the Dutchess...well..dear C...must we believe everything we read in the newspaper...I always say...seeing is believing...!
-Aah..but there is much more between heaven and earth then what the eye or the mind can behold...answered C...but I do agree that one mustn't believe all what is written...especially weather reports..
Then..Mr Mole and our Dutchess remained silent...both contemplating over what was just shared..
The only sound heard in the kitchen was the ticking of the cuckoo clock..and the soft crackle of the fire in the hearth..
Outside..in the garden..a little mouse was running...in her hands a big sheet of paper....
Must dash..she twittered out of breath..must hurry...must let everybody know about my Very Important and Practical too do list....!
A few days later....
Hilltop Hall....about seven o'clock in the evening...
-Brrr..shivered the Dutchess whilst climbing up the stairs to the attic...how cold it is today...I;m going to get some more blankets for my bed...
-Strange..there is a light burning at the attic...could there be someone up there....?
Very softly the Dutchess lifted the hatch at the top of the stairs and took a curious peek... and what did she see...
In the middle of the attic..on the floor..sat our dear Miss Moussie...surrounded by..blankets ..candles..winter woollies..a sled..Christmas lights..matches..pillows and quilts..
The Dutchess heard her squeak...
-Survival kit...check..
-Spy kit..check...
-First aid kit..check....Then the little moussie lifted her head ...-O,...Dutchess..its you my dearest...don't mind me, I'm just checking my list...
-Dear dear Miss Moussie..please do come down and join me for a cup of tea..said the Dutchess with a smile.....you must be ever so tired...I'm sure this list can wait till tomorrow....the weather forecast was fine ..
-Then...didn;t you feel the cold North wind blow today..twittered Miss Moussie...I did...and I just know there's no time to lose...I'm telling you something is about to happen...
-Shall we then continue tomorrow..I;ll help...and we will ask Gustave too...
-Yes..we MUST ask Gustave because I need him for the food storage...we...we...and there Miss Moussie stopped squeaking..
-What dearest....we ..what...whispered the Dutchess..
-O.M.Goodness..twittered Miss Moussie...this can not be happening..its to soon...I'm not ready yet...and in a flash she ran down the stairs and disappeared...
The Dutchess followed as fast as she could....and a few moment later....a moussie and a Dutchess entered a winter wonderland...Lets follow them
O My Goodness...twittered Miss Moussie..Its snowing..its a a blizzard,and when this snowfall continuous we will be completely snowbound..what did I tell you..We must warn our friends before its to late..
.O my goodness.....Help...Anybody...Gustave...Elvira...Sir Horatio....Please, if you can hear me out there...Leave your nests...Please do come to Hilltop Hall..before its to late.....Hello there ...can anybody hear me...
There was no answer...just the sound of the blazing blizzard ..
Somewhere..on the Hilltop...Elvira popped out of her hiding place...O yes..she could hear our dear Miss Moussie twittering....
-But did she dare to go running through the snow towards Hilltop Hall...
O my goodness..sweet Elvira..trapped in the snow...luckily for her she carried a bag full of Christmas cookies..but how long could she possible stay out there...and its going to be dark soon..
Finally it stopped snowing...
Miss Moussie was standing in the doorway..gazing at the sky..
-There is still more snow to come..she whispered to herself..I must do something..
Very high up...in the top of the highest tree standing on the Hilltop..a worried owl named Who hooted..
-Dear Who..twittered Miss Moussie...can you see if anyone's coming..can you hear if anyone's calling out for help...
Who hooted again...a very desperate hoot...the lonely sound got lost in the white dwelling...there was no answer...
-That does it...squeaked Miss Moussie...whilst a tear rolled down her cheek and froze instantly while dangling on her nose...I must go on a search..Listen my dear friends out there in the white wilderness...never fear..Miss Moussie is here..I'm on my way to rescue you....Make way for The Snow Patrol....
It was a bleak midwinter night...
Miss Moussie had left the Hilltop Hall in a hurry..She forgot all about her survival list...
There she goes ...without her spy kit..without a first aid kit..the only thing she is taking with her is a little lantern..
Mr Mole and the Dutchess saw her go...until she was just a little beam of light in the distance..slowly disappearing in a white snowy wonderland...
-Ssshe is so very brave...stammered Mr Mole...
-Yes she is...answered the Dutchess..and we must be very brave too..I;m sure all will be OK soon..so we must go and do what we promised to do...!
-We must ..said Mr Mole..lets do it...
And then they started to set up the tree..and making a shepherd's pie...so ..when the snow patrol would come home...they could celebrate Christmas..
How cold this night was...the snow glistened by the light of stars..the moon was white like ice..
A little mouse struggled her way through the shimmering landscape..shivering in her red velvet coat.
In her little hands she firmly held a lantern...so she could shine a pale beam of light on the path she was trying to follow.
-O my goodness.she twittered...how much further will I have to go..there's still no sign of life in this wilderness..I'm ever so worried..
In her mind she already pictured her friends buried under a big pile of snow...
Then...suddenly...a gust of wind..coming straight from the North Pole....blew out the the candle in Miss Moussie's lantern..and almost froze our little brave moussie into an icy statue..
-O dear....now what...she squeaked in fear...I find things in the darkness to be very suspicious and not to be trusted...!!
For a moment she stood there...staring at the sky....
-The stars ..she whispered ...the stars....follow the stars....l can do this...stars I can trust..they guided people through dark times for centuries..now think little mouse...where's the big bear.....
The night was blue as ink.....with like a million golden stars...it looked like a picture out of a fairytale book...
-O WOW...twittered Miss Moussie...I thought stars where bright and twinkling..but there I see one that's RED....that's impossible...and ..and its moving...?
O my goodness....its falling.....and its coming down fast...its heading towards ME....quick I have to hide....
As fast as she could she started digging a hole in the snow.....trying to disappear...but being a mouse wearing red velvet...this wasn't easy to do....
Miss Moussie curled up...and closed her eyes...-.This it it, she twittered....I'm going to be crushed by a star...
-Something landed....very light ..very softly..next to Miss Moussie..in a whirl of fluffy snow...
All was silent.....Miss Moussie didn't dare to move ...
-Then a little voice spoke...sounding like slay bells .....and it said..-.Please !
Please, help me little red ball hiding in the snow..please help me..I'm lost...!
Miss Moussie opened her eyes.... peeked her nose out of the snow..and stared in a bright red light....and at the moment her eyes adjusted, she could see that a reindeer was attached to it...
In one big leap Miss Moussie leaped out of the snow.....-Your HIM....she squeaked...Your IT..she twittered....how marvelous, I always wanted to meet you ever since I was a little mouse..You're Rudolph.....But, my dear Rudolph ...forgive me for asking..but shouldn't you be helping Santa tonight...
Then, Rudolf told Miss Moussie that.-.before going on his journey with Santa to bring presents all over the world-.. he wanted to visit the Hilltop....because there...-.so he read in a French newspaper-..lived a very famous frog named Gustave who could bake imaginary cookies..and he..Rudolph....was a big cookie fan....
Miss Moussie was amazed.....she then told Rudolph hér story....about Gustave, Elvira,..and Sir H. Hog...being lost in the snow..
Rudolph understood the seriousness of the situation immediately..no Gustave no cookies....and he, being a creature with an extremely sensitive nose...he should be able to find our friends in no time at all...
-Hooray..squeaked Miss Moussie...then darling Rudolph...what are we waiting for........I always wanted to fly a reindeer....My friends will not believe their eyes when we pick them up...Lets GOOOOO...
And there they went....Miss Moussie and Rudolph...flying over the Hilltop grounds...
-I'm soooo confused..twittered Miss Moussie ....I'm ever so confused....
-What's the matter dear...asked the Dutchess in response....Is there something I can help you with...?
-Don't think so...twittered Miss Moussie...you can't change the weather....
-Change the weather dearest...but WHY.....its the most glorious November we had in ages..
-Yes yes..I know..and I find this to be very suspicious..its not how its supposed to be...
-O...you want it to be cold, grimm..and rainy...windy and wet....
-Yes..so we can snuggle up in the house...It may sound strange but I've had enough of summer..I'm kind of tired..and there Miss Moussie sat herself down on a baguette..next to the french cheese and a pot of marmalade. ..fumbling with the spoon where she had just stirred her tea with...
-Your tea is getting cold dear......four lumps of sugar...as you like it..
-I'm not in the mood for tea..twittered Miss Moussie..
-Come on ....said the Dutchess a bit worried...this is not like you at all....cheer up dear..
At that moment in time a little person wearing big spectacles entered the kitchen...It was Mr Mole..
-Hello there Mr C...smiled the Dutchess..so good to see you...would you like to join us for a cup of tea....
-That would be lovely...answered Mr Mole...but first..let me tell you something..There's news...and he waved with a newspaper..I just read it....
-O,then do tell us..said the Dutchess...and I'm sure Miss Moussie would like to hear it too...
Miss Moussie didn't move... she didn't even look up...and she didn't even say hello to Mr C...
Goodness...she really is very sad today..
-LLLListen,stuttered Mr Mole..like he always does when he is exited...LLListen...We are going to have the WINTER of ALL WWWinters....there is a winter traveling to our Hilltop like we have NEVER experienced before...With mountains of snow and Its going to be sooo cold...so cold like on the north pole...What do you think about THAT...
-REALLY..twittered Miss Moussie ...REALLY...how marvelous!
O dear...so many things to do in so little time....we have to be prepared...now all the little birdies will need mittens.....O dear..
Miss Moussie dropped her spoon and before you could say cheerio...she was gone....disappearing under the doormat....through the crack in the wall....off to her birds nest...Leaving Mt C and our Dutchess sitting there in wonder what to expect next...
-Well...said the Dutchess...well..dear C...must we believe everything we read in the newspaper...I always say...seeing is believing...!
-Aah..but there is much more between heaven and earth then what the eye or the mind can behold...answered C...but I do agree that one mustn't believe all what is written...especially weather reports..
Then..Mr Mole and our Dutchess remained silent...both contemplating over what was just shared..
The only sound heard in the kitchen was the ticking of the cuckoo clock..and the soft crackle of the fire in the hearth..
Outside..in the garden..a little mouse was running...in her hands a big sheet of paper....
Must dash..she twittered out of breath..must hurry...must let everybody know about my Very Important and Practical too do list....!
A few days later....
Hilltop Hall....about seven o'clock in the evening...
-Brrr..shivered the Dutchess whilst climbing up the stairs to the attic...how cold it is today...I;m going to get some more blankets for my bed...
-Strange..there is a light burning at the attic...could there be someone up there....?
Very softly the Dutchess lifted the hatch at the top of the stairs and took a curious peek... and what did she see...
In the middle of the attic..on the floor..sat our dear Miss Moussie...surrounded by..blankets ..candles..winter woollies..a sled..Christmas lights..matches..pillows and quilts..
The Dutchess heard her squeak...
-Survival kit...check..
-Spy kit..check...
-First aid kit..check....Then the little moussie lifted her head ...-O,...Dutchess..its you my dearest...don't mind me, I'm just checking my list...
-Dear dear Miss Moussie..please do come down and join me for a cup of tea..said the Dutchess with a smile.....you must be ever so tired...I'm sure this list can wait till tomorrow....the weather forecast was fine ..
-Then...didn;t you feel the cold North wind blow today..twittered Miss Moussie...I did...and I just know there's no time to lose...I'm telling you something is about to happen...
-Shall we then continue tomorrow..I;ll help...and we will ask Gustave too...
-Yes..we MUST ask Gustave because I need him for the food storage...we...we...and there Miss Moussie stopped squeaking..
-What dearest....we ..what...whispered the Dutchess..
-O.M.Goodness..twittered Miss Moussie...this can not be happening..its to soon...I'm not ready yet...and in a flash she ran down the stairs and disappeared...
The Dutchess followed as fast as she could....and a few moment later....a moussie and a Dutchess entered a winter wonderland...Lets follow them
O My Goodness...twittered Miss Moussie..Its snowing..its a a blizzard,and when this snowfall continuous we will be completely snowbound..what did I tell you..We must warn our friends before its to late..
.O my goodness.....Help...Anybody...Gustave...Elvira...Sir Horatio....Please, if you can hear me out there...Leave your nests...Please do come to Hilltop Hall..before its to late.....Hello there ...can anybody hear me...
There was no answer...just the sound of the blazing blizzard ..
Somewhere..on the Hilltop...Elvira popped out of her hiding place...O yes..she could hear our dear Miss Moussie twittering....
-But did she dare to go running through the snow towards Hilltop Hall...
O my goodness..sweet Elvira..trapped in the snow...luckily for her she carried a bag full of Christmas cookies..but how long could she possible stay out there...and its going to be dark soon..
Finally it stopped snowing...
Miss Moussie was standing in the doorway..gazing at the sky..
-There is still more snow to come..she whispered to herself..I must do something..
Very high up...in the top of the highest tree standing on the Hilltop..a worried owl named Who hooted..
-Dear Who..twittered Miss Moussie...can you see if anyone's coming..can you hear if anyone's calling out for help...
Who hooted again...a very desperate hoot...the lonely sound got lost in the white dwelling...there was no answer...
-That does it...squeaked Miss Moussie...whilst a tear rolled down her cheek and froze instantly while dangling on her nose...I must go on a search..Listen my dear friends out there in the white wilderness...never fear..Miss Moussie is here..I'm on my way to rescue you....Make way for The Snow Patrol....
It was a bleak midwinter night...
Miss Moussie had left the Hilltop Hall in a hurry..She forgot all about her survival list...
There she goes ...without her spy kit..without a first aid kit..the only thing she is taking with her is a little lantern..
Mr Mole and the Dutchess saw her go...until she was just a little beam of light in the distance..slowly disappearing in a white snowy wonderland...
-Ssshe is so very brave...stammered Mr Mole...
-Yes she is...answered the Dutchess..and we must be very brave too..I;m sure all will be OK soon..so we must go and do what we promised to do...!
-We must ..said Mr Mole..lets do it...
And then they started to set up the tree..and making a shepherd's pie...so ..when the snow patrol would come home...they could celebrate Christmas..
How cold this night was...the snow glistened by the light of stars..the moon was white like ice..
A little mouse struggled her way through the shimmering landscape..shivering in her red velvet coat.
In her little hands she firmly held a lantern...so she could shine a pale beam of light on the path she was trying to follow.
-O my goodness.she twittered...how much further will I have to go..there's still no sign of life in this wilderness..I'm ever so worried..
In her mind she already pictured her friends buried under a big pile of snow...
Then...suddenly...a gust of wind..coming straight from the North Pole....blew out the the candle in Miss Moussie's lantern..and almost froze our little brave moussie into an icy statue..
-O dear....now what...she squeaked in fear...I find things in the darkness to be very suspicious and not to be trusted...!!
For a moment she stood there...staring at the sky....
-The stars ..she whispered ...the stars....follow the stars....l can do this...stars I can trust..they guided people through dark times for centuries..now think little mouse...where's the big bear.....
The night was blue as ink.....with like a million golden stars...it looked like a picture out of a fairytale book...
-O WOW...twittered Miss Moussie...I thought stars where bright and twinkling..but there I see one that's RED....that's impossible...and ..and its moving...?
O my goodness....its falling.....and its coming down fast...its heading towards ME....quick I have to hide....
As fast as she could she started digging a hole in the snow.....trying to disappear...but being a mouse wearing red velvet...this wasn't easy to do....
Miss Moussie curled up...and closed her eyes...-.This it it, she twittered....I'm going to be crushed by a star...
-Something landed....very light ..very softly..next to Miss Moussie..in a whirl of fluffy snow...
All was silent.....Miss Moussie didn't dare to move ...
-Then a little voice spoke...sounding like slay bells .....and it said..-.Please !
Please, help me little red ball hiding in the snow..please help me..I'm lost...!
Miss Moussie opened her eyes.... peeked her nose out of the snow..and stared in a bright red light....and at the moment her eyes adjusted, she could see that a reindeer was attached to it...
In one big leap Miss Moussie leaped out of the snow.....-Your HIM....she squeaked...Your IT..she twittered....how marvelous, I always wanted to meet you ever since I was a little mouse..You're Rudolph.....But, my dear Rudolph ...forgive me for asking..but shouldn't you be helping Santa tonight...
Then, Rudolf told Miss Moussie that.-.before going on his journey with Santa to bring presents all over the world-.. he wanted to visit the Hilltop....because there...-.so he read in a French newspaper-..lived a very famous frog named Gustave who could bake imaginary cookies..and he..Rudolph....was a big cookie fan....
Miss Moussie was amazed.....she then told Rudolph hér story....about Gustave, Elvira,..and Sir H. Hog...being lost in the snow..
Rudolph understood the seriousness of the situation immediately..no Gustave no cookies....and he, being a creature with an extremely sensitive nose...he should be able to find our friends in no time at all...
-Hooray..squeaked Miss Moussie...then darling Rudolph...what are we waiting for........I always wanted to fly a reindeer....My friends will not believe their eyes when we pick them up...Lets GOOOOO...
And there they went....Miss Moussie and Rudolph...flying over the Hilltop grounds...
