![]() ![]() She hasn’t seen Clarice quite yet, but it’s only a matter of time on a tiny boat like this. And Special Lady, the captain’s cat, hasn’t been afforded any of the boat’s sparse food supplies over the last several days. ![]() ![]() Of course, little Clarice does know what a hungry cat will want to eat. I mean, who knows what a human will eat if it gets hungry enough. They’re angry, sun-blistered and famished. The little leaky boat she’s on is packed with a dozen humans with heavy deadly boots. It has now been days since she was separated from Charles Sebastian. Is it possible that she, a mere mouse in a group of humans, could find her way back to the only one she loved in the world? She clings to that hope. He had to survive on his own now that she wasn’t there to protect him. She hoped it would help Charles Sebastian be as brave as he needed to be. Clarice’s mother had said that to her once. “It only takes one mouse to believe in you, and that mouse is me!” Clarice squeaked up to her frightened brother as the small launch began to pull away. And Charles Sebastian-who ran at the first sign of danger-ended up left behind on the Carlotta. And before you knew it, Clarice found her crate of beans tossed on a small launch along with the ship’s captain and his loyalists. Sailors began running around with their thumping boots, swinging swords and raising screams of fear and anger. But if the whispered uses of the word were any indication, it wasn’t something good. It all started when the humans onboard the ship Carlotta began using a new word: Mutiny! Clarice and her runt-of-the-litter brother Charles Sebastian weren’t sure what the word meant as they listened from their home in a crate of coffee beans. And in the current situation, she may not even be a living mouse much longer.īut perhaps I ought to start by telling you what her current situation is. These days, she’s not sure what kind of mouse she is. In fact, every mouse would say the same, no matter if they lived in a hollowed-out knothole onboard a ship or in a kitchen pantry on land.įor her part, Clarice is a ship mouse. Clarice’s mother always told her that the only good cat is a fed cat, for instance. ![]()
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