Once upon a time
In a field full of fat, round, juicy pumpkins, six mice had found a perfect place to tarry awhile and enjoy a feast. They called themselves the Pumpkin Mice. They were related, as all mice are, but they were cousins rather than siblings. They were descendants of mouse aristocrats, the Fancy Mice, and some of their ancestors had won prizes at Mouse Fancy Shows and had their photographs taken with a big silver trophy.
Though the Pumpkin Mice were not show mice, they had beautiful, large ears and bright blue eyes which were quite remarkable, having never before been seen in the mouse world. The length of their tails varied considerably and most of them were pink but one was a startling green and quite the longest tail ever seen in Mousedom.
They had scurried away to hide inside the pumpkins when they heard movement in the field. Too many of their friends and relations had met an unpleasant end at the teeth and beaks of larger creatures. Quaking and shivering, they awaited their fate. After a very long time, they emerged blinking into the daylight and gazed around, thankful still to be alive, but what was this? The pumpkins were no longer in the field but lifted high on a tower. They peered over the edges, wondering if it would be safe to attempt an escape. Where would they go? Everything was so unfamiliar. They decided it would be safer to stay where they were, with shelter and food.
As the days went by they noticed that lots of passers-by stopped by the pumpkins on the tower. When they realised they were quite safe and that the little children and their parents were just looking and didn’t want to take their pumpkins away they became braver and began to peek at the people.
The mothers said, ‘Look at the little mice’ and ‘Aren’t they sweet?’ and the little children said, ‘Ooh’ and ‘Ahh’.
The Pumpkin Mice were happy in their new home. The squirrels didn’t worry them, as squirrels don’t bother with pumpkin when there are so many other delicious things to eat. The crows and magpies noticed them but didn’t disturb them. Life was sweet, just like the pumpkins.
They are absolutely adorable Janice! Are they atop a post box? How sweet & wonderful they look 🧡💚
ReplyDeleteYes, Julie, this is the latest post box topper. Isn't it lovely? No-one has confessed to being the topper queen - or king. One day, perhaps, we'll find out:-)
DeleteI love this so much. It could be a children's book.
ReplyDeleteThat's such a fun pumpkin story. Lucky mice. They even have their own built in knitted jumper!
ReplyDeleteThey'll be as snug as a bug in a rug - or a mouse in a pumpkin.
DeleteHave they made little homes inside the pumpkins to retire to at night? The addition of some pumpkin doors would be an extra delight. (Very cute topper.)
ReplyDeletePumpkin doors would be fun but I suspect they just chew their way in, in the time-honoured tradition.
DeleteI love to see yarn bombing, it happens in a local village near to where we live, the mice are adorable.
ReplyDeleteThe local children enjoy them.
DeleteWonder if the mice started whistling in their
ReplyDeletehappiness...Whistling mice, now there's a thought...
And, thereby lies a 'tail'...
Hope it's o.k. Have sent this post to a few kids on my
contact list...though, l think most of the parents will
enjoy it more...! :O).
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No, I don't mind at all:-)
DeleteOMG, how I would love to see this in person. How cute and fun for everyone to have this outside decoration. Helps you feel good about the whole day.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure it must brighten the postie's days as they do their rounds.
DeleteLovely x
ReplyDeleteAlison in Wales x
It's a cheering sight, to be sure.
DeleteLovely Janice xxxx
ReplyDeleteIt's sweet, isn't it, Denise?
DeleteWhat a lovely story, and those pumpkin mice are super cute. I immediately guessed they were a postbox topper! xxx
ReplyDeleteAh, you know me too well, Ann! x x x
DeleteWhat a lovely topper, wish it was round where I live, beautiful crochet work, very clever. Loved reading the story too.
ReplyDeleteI gather there are a number of these post box toppers around the country. I suppose it just depends where you live, Chris.
DeleteA fun story. And the crocheted work is so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWhat sweet little mice hiding amongst their pumpkins. And you tell a lovely little story that has brightened the end of my day and put a smile on my face :-)
ReplyDeleteI love seeing new post box toppers when they appear. It is a great idea that can be enjoyed by everyone who sees them.
They really are a cheering sight:-)
ReplyDeleteI do love those mailbox toppers. The idea that someone crochets these things for no other reason that to make children ooh and ahh and to make adults smile has always charmed me. I think these people must be lovely human beings!
ReplyDeleteI agree, Debby, people with big hearts (and talent)
DeleteSo sweet! And I like your story :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jenny:-)
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