Mousekin's Christmas Eve
Edna Miller ~ Prentice-Hall, 1965
Having never heard of Ms. Miller before, I first read her name on Loganberry Books, the web presence of a little independent book shop in Ohio. As I've mentioned before, their "Most Requested" section is sooo much fun to wander through on a cold and wintry Texas morning like today. The first time I ever set eyes on one of her books was this one a few weeks back at a library sale. Very, very simple story with a nice warm ending, apparently Mouskin's multiple literary adventures have a bit of a cult following for those kids born in the 60s and beyond.
So there's this mouse see, and when the house he lives in gets vacated, he must brave the snow and the chill in search of a new place to ball his fir.
It was when he had stopped for a moment to catch his breath and warm his toes beneath his fur that Mousekin first saw the great blue circle of light. It covered him and it colored him. He jumped aside with a start. In jumping, he found himself in a circle of bright red. Then yellow and green surrounded him. Lavender and gold glistened on the snow. The white world had vanished and there was color all about him.
Well, you can guess what it was that Mousekin stumbled upon, and the lucky family that ends up receiving this wee creature for the holidays would, I'm sure, be surprised and delighted to find a rodent curled up by the sheep in their crèche. Though the thought of a mouse climbing all over your Christmas tree might give some folks a shiver, the sentiment is sweet and vaguely religious, and the naturalist drawings a delight. I'd let this little mouse in my house for Christmas for sure, even if he did have to face the New Year exterminator eventually.