Chapter One: The Strawberry Bandit
Pudgy, a dark, gray whiskery mouse scurried into a cluttered garage. He dodged around boxes, dashed under benches and darted to a makeshift home in the back corner. “We have a problem.”
Gomer, a tall, nut-brown rather gawky fellow, stopped chasing his tail and wrung his paws.
“What is it?” yawned Pipsqueak, a dainty soft-gray mouse.
Pudgy took a deep breath. “The strawberries are disappearing.”
Pipsqueak twitched her whiskers. This was bad. Strawberries were a delicious treat the Three Tails looked forward to all year.
Gomer trembled. “I b-bet it’s that hawk!”
Pipsqueak sighed. “Gomer, it’s been weeks since the attack and we haven’t seen the hawk since.”
Gomer glared and shook his paw. “It’s only been days since it happened!”
“Don’t be so dramatic. The hawk barely touched you.”
Gomer gasped and pointed to a spot on his arm. “Look! Right here is where it’s terrible talons tried to--”.
“Gomer! Pipsqueak!” Pudgy commanded, silencing their argument. “Let’s have a look around the patch before jumping to any conclusions.”
Pipsqueak and Gomer glowered at each other and reluctantly agreed.
The Three Tails, as they were known throughout the homestead, squeezed through a small hole out into the sunshine and scampered to the strawberry patch at the front of the house.
Chapter 2 Coming Soon!
Originally published on www.apinchofhomestead.com.