The beginning of a Story by House Mouse

This is for the Little Prince and the Little Princess

There was a King that was sitting on the Thinking Stump in the mythical fantasy Land of Squatamala. He sat and thought so long that he came up with an idea. He thought it would be a good idea to build a fort out in the woods for he and the Queen to stay in and the Little Prince and Little Princess to come play in. And so he started building a fort.

Fort building is not a fast thing like if you were just building a house. And this fort is being built by the King and Queen themselves with some occasional help from the heir to the throne who lives many miles away which takes days to travel on horseback.


This news just in……..The mythical magical gnarly gnomes have moved to Oklahoma. There are now only forest creatures and lovely fairies left in the Land of Squatamala. A joyous noise was heard to be coming from the center of the Land as the celebrating got into full swing.

Inside the Land of Squatamala if you look closely and listen with your heart you may see fairies dancing in the fog of early morning. Some of them are yellow, some blue and some green and some the loveliest shades of brown you have ever seen. All of them have glittery wings and smiles as bright as the sun dancing on a pond at daybreak. In the woods live all your usual woodland creatures. There are deer and possums, skunks and cats. Armadillos guard the perimeter as mighty armored creatures with hairy noses are apt to do on a regular basis, when they are not crossing the road that is to get themselves a Lone Star Beer. There was once seen a unicorn although some may say these are mythological creatures we are sure we have seen at least one here in the fantasy mythological Land of Squatamala.

Here in the fantasy mythological Land of Squatamala anything is possible. We know this because the King told us so. He said ‘If we put our hearts and minds to it we can do it’, yes this is what was decreed in his speech before the squirrels just three days ago. We are pretty sure that means if we believe hard enough and use our imaginations to the full extent then we can see Unicorns and Armadillos wearing helmets crossing the road for a Lone Star Beer.

There are yellow butterflies in the Land of Squatamala and if one lands one you you are very lucky because they are Angels who have stopped by to give you a kiss. Most butterflies can give Angel kisses if you are able to hold still long enough for them to land on you but just by their sheer numbers you are more apt to have a yellow butterfly bestow this blessing on you than any other color butterfly in the Land of Squatamala.

If you happen to be sitting on the Thinking Stump at eleven o’clock in the morning you might smell the most wonder smells that you might think your nose is playing tricks on you but it is probably the Queen of Squatamala in her cooking area making something for the King and his dog ‘Scrappy’ to eat for dinner. The dog ‘Scrappy’ is not an imaginary dog. No he is a true to the heart Hound Dog who can talk. Yes he can. But it is in a long lost language that only the King and Queen can understand most of the time. The Little Prince and Little Princess sometimes know what the ‘Scrappy’ dog is saying when they listen hard enough and use their eyes to see.

The Queen of Squatamala sends word that the Fort is not finished so there will be no coffee drinking there yet....