Looking Glass Moments

Raccoon started out his morning with a bright idea...He would put yesterdays pain away. He ended up digging a hole almost to China and stuffin' his feelings for Gretta...down deep. It was a new day...he was going to NOWHERE regardless if Gretta from Gothere was coming with him or not. He looked way up and saw the tallest fir tree in the forest and he climbed and he climbed. It will be the best view to watch the adventures of the poot-poot flying exhibition. Those crazy friends of mine...on their flying spree... Hidden in the fir tree Raccoon looked left and right and up and down and over and under and all around. The mountains were glorious covered in snow...perhaps that is the way to Nowhere. He took his looking glass out of his vest pocket and put it to his eye....oh my! There's Gretta! She's looking left and right and up and down and over and under and all around...for me?

Raccoon's $50.00 question...

Raccoon threw up his paws and yelled at the top of his lungs....sputter, sputter, he almost coughed up a fur ball...what the heck happened? I've dressed in a tuxedo, my fur is groomed better than the rest. I don't have bad breath, I pop a salty almond every day....I attended her fashion show....I sat here with Gretta and listened to her grump about her waistline...I even picked strawberries for her! I woke her up when she missed Bebe waving at her in that poot-poot machine...what the heck? I even helped her bandage her rump when that chunk was taken! I shared my pizza way back when...I thought I was going to NOWHERE with her and she takes off with GARBO. What the heck, I'll give $50 bucks (if I had it) to the nuthead that can tell me where did I go wrong...I loved her first!

With Flying Colors

Bebe is now officially licensed to fly a commercial and non-commercial poot-poot and has impressed T.J. Merriweather to the extent that serious considerations for making Bebe a partner in the instructor business are on the table. The sky is blue, there is an unusual hum in the air in the far distance, and as they approach Gretta and Garbo's tunnel, they hear a familiar jingle...



"GARBO" bellowed Gretta. "GET YOUR RUMP OVER HERE! Is this who I think it is?"

LED ZEPPLIN

The fog has finally lifted and the two navigators of the LED ZEPPLIN have taken off their night goggles and with the help of their compasses, hope to find their way back to NOWHERE...but wait, like all good blimps, their dirigible has an important advertisment attached to it..."Let's make a couple of turns around the countryside old man, before we land this thing...we need to advertise our new brand of tea!"

A LA VÔTRE!

Ready, Set...GO!

Gretta and Garbo decided to do what they do best. Back in Gothere they used to play and play all day. Garbo ate another mushroom and passed one to Gretta. She looked a little daisy eyed so he gave her one more. LETS HAVE A RACE...Ready, Set...GO! Gretta was ready, but the grass seemed to turn blue...clouds were floating by...I think I saw Bebe....and Tea! Was that a bird or a plane? Garbo always won the race. He figured Gretta out, give her a few mushrooms and the game was all his!

Affectionately yours, Gretta.

Gretta went for a stroll while waiting for her Nowhere friends to land the plane. Over...and over...and over and around the bend and back again...and there HE was...Gretta could spot Garbo anywhere... I have lost 2 inches in 2 days on my strawberry diet and Valentines Day is in the air. Many years ago in Gothere Gretta met Garbo and she loved him so...Just you and me she muttered...just you and me...

Garbo looked up and spotted Gretta from Gothere and his head began to spin...his heart beat like a drum and he was over to her in two waddles...A KISS to reunite...Love is in the air and it's everywhere!

I love you truly Garbo...and always will! Happy Valentines Day!

Gretta was so happy she took the time to get spiffy this morning...He loves me, he loves me not, HE LOVES ME!

What goes up....

Must come down...

..A girl can never have enough handkerchiefs...

Dear reader and friend...Miss Moussie and Mozes returned to the Hilltop to go and help Mr C....
Mozes heard that Mr C now was the new fearless gatekeeper of Hilltop Hall, and he decided that it would be better if he was going to help Mr C stand guard.
So ..Mr C will guard the gate..together with Mozes..and.. Miss Moussie will watch Mozes watch Mr C, so she can be sure the gate is well watched and guarded.
You are always very welcome for a visit....see you soon..

GRETTA GOES ON A DIET

Gretta rolled off the stump and gave Raccoon a scolding for eating the last cookie nibbles.
Listen Gretta...said Rac...I've been meaning to have a discussion with you since everyone else is UP in the air. Have you noticed you have gained a little weight my dear? I saw you trying to fit into that evening dress back at the fashion show...I tried so hard to zip it up for you and you got in a tizzy then too and gave me the what for and what if...
Gretta proceeded to put her favorite peach sweater on and she could not believe her ears as her head poked through...everything all of a sudden, nothin' wouldn't and couldn't go through...her head was stuck, her rump wouldn't fit and her arms wouldn't go through....
Why the nerve of you Rac, to say such a thing...and then our little Gretta gave in to the wind...Please pull me out Rac and don't tell anyone but I'll go on your diet. Should we go back and find that pizza box and start there?

High Tea

"Tea, old chap, this was an absolutely capital idea. Three cheers, a hoot, and a rrrrr.

Illustration by Anita, 2010

Jane Bond...

Bebe was having a marvelous time...she was born to fly...

Look.. down there...a big fire on a hill top...could it be..
THERE....a little figure ...waving..
O my goodness...yes..it was Miss Moussie...

Bebe shouted, whilst hanging very dangerously out of the plane..."Hello down there,would you like to go with us.....

O,nonononooooooo..said Merryweather,trying to hold the plane steady...this isn't possible..there is no room for threeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....

Then, Bebe...who knew how very much Miss Moussie wanted to go with her..had this marvelous idea..

Again hanging out of the cockpit...she shouted...DEAREST...Lets do this like in the movies ..oke...

Miss Moussie..standing on top of the Hilltop squeaked....LETS DO IT..... My name is Bond ...Jane Bond..

Bebe pushed a button and a down came a rope ladder....

With the skills of a dare devil pilot Bebe lowered the plane....

I am going to jump now ..squeaked Miss Moussie..very Bond girl like...!"

And there she went....flying high above the tree tops....waving goodbye to all her friends on the Hilltop.....

Goodbye...goodbye....she twittered....see you soon....I will be back in a couple of days....Goodbyeeeeeeeeeee........

Poot Poot, Poot Poot...

...and off she went, The Flying Duchess with T.J. at the cockpit and Bebe elegantly co-piloting. "When do I get a crack at it?" asked Tea, perplexed and fixed ever so intensely at the winter sky of Nowhere. "Old chap" snickered Rattus, "I don't think you're going anywhere. The ladies have lifted off and, how do they say in America...they have left you in the dust." "But they have to come down sometime and Bebe needs to do solo, and I plan on being here when she comes down!" insisted Tea. Rattus left his colleague bewildered but determined to be planted there, like a piece of furniture, when Bebe and T.J. make their first landing.

And Away We Gooooooo......

After gearing up and preparing to take her first flying lesson, Bebe finally met up with her instructor, T.J. Merryweather, who is extremely qualified and holds several licenses and currently conducts jet pack tours of Stillwater, MN. Her rates are reasonable and Bebe has a jingle in her pocket and a smile on her face!

But now the big question: WHO WILL BE HER CO-PILOT?

Flying Lesson for Bebe

I have always wanted to take flying lessons… Ok. I need, goggles, check … map..check… scarf, check… leather cap, check !… I will swing by Hilltop and see if Miss Moussie would like to go...Maybe she will bake some biscuits to bring along and Mozes can put them in his backpack.. Well, I know Gretta is always up to exciting adventures… I need a co pilot.. RATTUS! Yes, Rattus would make a great co pilot, and he can bring tea rat with him… I think Raccoon would look dapper in a leather cap… He could be the ground navigator… Who is that hiding behind the tree, could it be the pink lady?