He Was A Good Rat.

Ruben Rivera©

Rattus: Tea Rat, what are you doing?

Tea Rat: I'm writing my obituary. I was reading the newspaper obituaries and they're not very exciting. No plot. No foreshadowing. No hero's quest. No rising action, climax, or falling action, no conflict or resolution. When I die, I want to make sure the newspapers get my obituary right.

Rattus: You just mentioned parts of fictional literature. An obituary is a simple public notice of someone's death with a few factual highlights of their life.

Tea Rat: It doesn't have to be boring does it? It's not enough that I'll be dead, the summation of my life has to be dead too? We want meaning, drama, characters that a reader cares about, irony, literary panache. The reader should be in tears when they're done, emotionally spent, unable to take any more.

Reepicheep, Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of the Dawntreader

Rattus: Alright. Let's hear the obituary you have created for yourself.

Tea Rat: "He was a good rat."

Rattus: That's it?

Tea Rat: What do you think? Why, Rattus, you're crying.

Rattus: I'm emotionally spent. 

Tea Rat: Well, whaddaya know. It worked.

"Blessed are the cheese-makers."

Rattus: Please stop. I can't take any more. 
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Over The River and Through The Woods

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...to grandmother's house we go!

Tea Rat reporting here....

Just coming by to say WE LOVE YOU ALL and are THANKFUL on this American Thanksgiving Holiday!

WATCH OUT FOLKS!

As Bebe and Tom Turkey gather around their feast of fine Dutch cheese

they hear a strange cacophony outside, muffled by the insulating properties of the freshly fallen snow...hmmmm...could it be?

Correct. Here comes Tea Rat, with no hat, no scarf, just his boots

and Rattus, appropriately clothed 

and BALZAC!

WATCH OUT FOLKS!

The season has begun.

First darling drawing of Bebe by the wonderful Penny White from Angelsdoor ©

Sledding team drawn by Anita at Castles Crowns and Cottages ©

A Holiday message from Bebe

Turkey is as turkey does

Gobble Gobble!

Happy Thanksgiving

to all my friends in Nowhere.
Love,
Bebe

x marks the spot! Nowhere travelers come along

All Nowhere traveler's, meet me here! We will travel far and wide together my dear friends.
Love, Bebe

I say..what are we.....Muffins....

I say old friends...away with the pies..what are we now Muffins !!!???.....NO..we are explorers..fearles travelers...imaginators(is that a word..?)...anyway...I know what we are..and we have to get cracking..at Dawn...Don't dilly dally...Nowhere lies awaiting...

Somewhere in Nowhere

Poof! Just like that, here today and gone tomorrow! Oh where of where has my Nowhere friends gone? Little Gretta scurried through the thicket and under the ferns. It had been raining in Nowhere and Gretta suspected Bebe was hiding under the one of the ferns. But no, she was not there...Gretta knew, without a shadow of a doubt that Hazel would be somewhere in Nowhere. With caution Gretta went paw by paw over the stepping stones to find Hazel.

Gretta got to the other side and Hazel was not to be found. So, here we have it, one cute dressed up hedgehog ready for fun and mischief and nobody could be found in Nowhere...

Gretta stopped and listened. She did a little twirl and tried to decided which path to take next...this one looks good. I think this is the way to Pippit's. I know the right path is somewhere in Nowhere.