I thought I would share a children’s fable I wrote only a few weeks ago. The story came to me in a flood of inspiration. I have received lots of positive feedback on my fable and am looking to network with illustrators so that I might publish this short story. Feedback of any sort is greatly appreciated.
The Mouse That Thought He Was a Cat
There once was a family of mice, they lived in a house wild and free;
The mice ate cheese from the pantry, made nests from the hamper and played wherever they pleased.
The mice were careless and abundant, they prospered and their numbers grew;
Soon the house was full of mice, then something arrived that was new.
A kitten came to the house, he was small and also sweet;
He cried for saucers of milk and didn’t quite yet eat meat.
All the mice ran away from the kitten, all except just one;
He saw no reason to listen and thought the kitten was fun.
The other mice stayed away, they did not even wish to be seen;
They thought the kitten was dangerous and might grow to be quite mean.
But the one little mouse who was different, he thought that he knew best;
He stayed behind with the kitten, and did not run with the rest.
The kitten was slow and playful and so the mouse grew sure and bold;
He stayed near to the kitten when he ate, and while the kitten began to grow old.
Foolish mice looked to this mouse, they saw all the food that he ate;
They too wanted food for themselves, wouldn’t that be just great?
They began to play with the small cat, they even shared food with him;
Soon the mice became fat, they ate and played at their whim.
The cat and the mice were friends and so they ate more and more;
Things were going quite well, what else could be in store?
Still the other mice stayed away, they told them they were in danger;
But the fat little mice didn’t care, they felt only annoyance and anger.
Soon the smart little mice screamed “look how big is the cat!!!”;
The other mice screamed back “we are cats too we are fat!!!”
But the smart little mice didn’t stop, they yelled when they could and they fled;
Now the cat was big, and his hunger screamed to be fed.
“Go little kitten and eat them” spoke the mice who thought they were cats;
“They are not like us, they are but dangerous and rats.”
The cat listened to the fat little mice, he moved fast and gave chase;
The smart little mice ran too, they were lucky to win the race.
Now the fat little mice grew bolder and they became fatter and fatter still;
They knew the cat was older and the smart little mice they could kill.
They stole from the wise little mice, laughed as they robbed and dined;
The wise little mice became scarce, soon they became hard to find.
Now the cat was fast, it caught mice quite easy and quick;
Some of the fat mice became scared, they said “something is wrong we are sick!!!”
But the one fat mouse said nothing, he looked and only sneered;
It was already too late for his friends, soon they learned what they had feared.
The powerful mouse now was sure, he looked to others and smiled;
The others were weak and small, he was both free and wild.
The cat did his bidding and ate, until finally only the one mouse remained;
Then the cat looked to the mouse, and the mouse learned the cat was not trained.
The cat could no longer find mice, soon his hunger caused him to leave;
The other wise mice returned, they knew in themselves to believe.
Neither ignore nor feed the cat, it will take what it must to survive;
But a mouse is a never a cat, you must know this to stay alive.