Friday, July 11, 2008

The Kissing Mouse
© 2008
Sherry Benic


The sun was shining in a bright blue sky while Jack and Yaya played in the grass. Jack was throwing pretend kisses to Yaya. He would kiss his hand and pretend to throw the kiss across the yard to Yaya. His grandma, yaya, was pretending to catch the kisses in her hand and put them on hr cheek. Sometimes Jack would tease yaya and tell her, “Oh oh, yaya, you missed!”
Jack threw another kiss to yaya. When she pretended to catch it, Jack called out, “oh oh Yaya. You missed. That one landed on your shoulder!” Yaya looked at her shoulder and Jack shouted in surprise, “Hey! That one turned into a mouse!” When she looked at her shoulder, Jack’s grandma saw a tiny little brown mouse looking back at her with big, dark eyes and a little pink nose.
“Oh My Goodness!!” Grandma yelled, surprised. The funny little mouse jumped up a little bit and kissed yaya on the cheek. None of Jack’s kisses had ever turned into a mouse before! Suddenly the mouse wiggled its whiskers and twitched its tail, and ran down from Yaya’s shoulder to the grass. “It is a Kissing Mouse, A Kissing Mouse!” shouted Jack.
“It sure is!” Yaya shouted back. The funny little mouse ran up the porch steps and slipped into the house. “Come on, Yaya,” Jack yelled and ran into the house to follow the little mouse.
They found the mouse all curled up in Jack’s dump truck, sound asleep. “Cover him up, yaya” said Jack. He needs a little blanket.” Yaya went to the cupboard and

The Kissing Mouse
© 2008
Sherry Benic

looked inside. She found some little washcloths and gave one to Jack. “Here, Jacky, this is just the right size to cover up a tiny, sleeping mouse.”
Very gently Jack put the washcloth over the little kissing mouse and tucked it in around him. Jacky kissed his finger and touched the mouse’s little head with his kiss. In his sleep, the little mouse smiled. “What name will you give to your mouse, Jacky?”
“Ummm, I will call him Mousey,” said Jack.

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