Marvin Mouse and Other Tales

One winter morning, Marvin Mouse sat nibbling his breakfast and blinking in the bright cold air at the entrance of his snug underground burrow. Usually at this time of the season he would be curled up tight in a furry ball and sleeping soundly, but today was different.............................. From far away Owl was coming; he may not have heard Marvins call but he had come to fetch him. Owl had remembered where he had left Marvin so he knew where to go,.