It was a glorious Summer day on the Hilltop...the sun was shining bright...there was no wind and everything was quiet..very quiet..
Miss Moussie was sitting in a lovely shady spot under a balcony of green ivy..nobody could see her there...she often went to that secret place when she wanted to be on her own..There are days when a moussie needs to think and contemplate.
How still it was ..no sounds could be heard....only a soft chirp of a Robin in the distance.
-I'm going to close my eyes for a wee bit..twittered Miss Moussie...its ever so warm...time for a siesta...
And so she did..with her head resting on a soft pillow of clover..she was of to dreamland before one could count to three....
She dreamt about curtains of climbing roses and pink butterflies...suddenly one of the butterflies in her dream started to snore...it made a strange sound while fluttering round and round...-A snoring butterfly...how very strange said Miss Moussie...and because she found this so out of the ordinary she woke up...
-Still...she heard it again...there was definitely someone snoring...and that someone was very close by...
Miss Moussie crawled out from under the Ivy....and saw a Bee...sitting alone,buzzing ,on a tall moss covered stone...
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