The plan was flawless. The weather purrrrrrrfect. The moon.......full. Jimson the mouse had lived under the big top for weeks and every night after all of the lights were out he would go underneath the bleachers and eat all the peanut scraps that unknowingly to him once belonged to Bibber the elephant.
Prior to the arrival if Jimson, Alley (the cat) would go through the big top and collect all of the peanut scraps and put them in a pile so first thing in the morning when Bibber entered the tent (he was always first) he would have a wonderful morning snack. Alley and Bibber were the best of friends.
Now Alley had been around for a while and was what you would call "well-seasoned" as age was becoming an enemy. So he was no spring chicken. This made it almost impossible to catch Jimson, and Jimson often taunted Alley.
Well Bibber and Alley had had enough and they made a plan that would end Jimson's antics.
Prior to the arrival if Jimson, Alley (the cat) would go through the big top and collect all of the peanut scraps and put them in a pile so first thing in the morning when Bibber entered the tent (he was always first) he would have a wonderful morning snack. Alley and Bibber were the best of friends.
Now Alley had been around for a while and was what you would call "well-seasoned" as age was becoming an enemy. So he was no spring chicken. This made it almost impossible to catch Jimson, and Jimson often taunted Alley.
Well Bibber and Alley had had enough and they made a plan that would end Jimson's antics.
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