Happy New Year...

All's well that ends well...Our dear Hilltop inhabitants are back safe where they belong and they would like to wish you a wonderful New year...

The magic continuous...

With love

T.D and Company..


Video made on the Hilltop..by Miss Moussie..

How Miss Moussie saved Christmas...with a little help..

How cold this night was...the snow glistened by the light of stars..the moon was white like ice..

A little mouse struggled her way through the shimmering landscape..shivering in her red velvet coat.

In her little hands she firmly held a lantern...so she could shine a pale beam of light on the path she was trying to follow.

-O my goodness.she twittered...how much further will I have to go..there's still no sign of life in this wilderness..I'm ever so worried..

In her mind she already pictured her friends buried under a big pile of snow...
Then...suddenly...a big gust of wind..coming straight from the North Pole....blew out the the candle in Miss Moussie's lantern..and almost froze our little brave moussie into an icy statue..

-O dear....now what...she squeaked in fear...I find things in the darkness to be very suspicious and not to be trusted...!!

For a moment she stood there...staring at the sky....

-The stars ..she whispered ...the stars....follow the stars....l can do this...stars I can trust..they guided people through dark times for centuries..now think little mouse...where's the big bear.....

The night was indigo blue...with like a million twinkling stars...it looked like a picture out of a fairytale book...

-O WOW...twittered Miss Moussie...I thought stars where bright and golden..but there I see one who's RED....that's impossible...and ..and its moving...?

O my goodness....its falling.....and its coming down fast...its heading towards ME....quick I have to hide....

As fast as she could she started digging a hole in the snow.....trying to disappear...but being a mouse wearing red velvet...this wasn't easy to do....

Miss Moussie curled up...and closed her eyes...-.This it it, she twittered....I'm going to be crushed by a star...

-Something landed....very light ..very softly..next to Miss Moussie..in a whirl of fluffy snow...

All was silent.....Miss Moussie didn't dare to move ...

-Then a little voice spoke...sounding like slay bells .....and it said..-.Please !

Please help me little red ball hiding in the snow..please help me..I'm lost...!

Miss Moussie opened her eyes.... peeked her nose out of the snow..and stared in a bright red light....and at the moment her eyes adjusted, she could see that a reindeer was attached to it...

In one big leap Miss Moussie leaped out of the snow.....-Your HIM....she squeaked...Your IT..she twittered....how marvellous, I always wanted to meet you..ever since I was a little mouse..You're Rudolph.....But my dear Rudolph ...forgive me for asking..but shouldn't you be helping Santa tonight...

Then, Rudolf told Miss Moussie that..before going on his journey with Santa to bring presents all over the world.. he wanted to visit the Hilltop....because there....so he read in a French newspaper ..lived a very famous frog named Gustave who could bake imaginary cookies..and he..Rudolph....was a big cookie fan....

Miss Moussie was amazed.....and she told Rudolph her story....about Gustave, Elvira,..and Sir H Hog...being lost in the snow..

Rudolph understood the seriousness of the situation immediately..no Gustave no cookies....and he being a creature with an extremely sensitive nose...he should be able to find our friends in no time at all...

-Hooray..squeaked Miss Moussie...then darling Rudolph...what are we waiting for........I always wanted to fly a reindeer....My friends will not believe their eyes when we pick them up...Lets GOOOOO...

And there they went....Miss Moussie and Rudolph...flying over the Hilltop grounds...

In a bleak midwinter night...

It was a bleak midwinter night...


Miss Moussie had left the Hilltop Hall in a hurry..She forgot all about her survival list...

There she goes ...without her spy kit..without a first aid kit..the only thing she is taking with her is a little lantern..


Mr Mole and the Dutchess saw her go...until she was just a little beam of light in the distance..slowly disappearing in a white snowy wonderland...


-Ssshe is so very brave...stammered Mr Mole...

-Yes she is...answered the Dutchess..and we must be very brave too..I;m sure all will be oké soon..so we must go and do what we promised to do...!

-We must ..said Mr Mole..lets do it...


And then they started to set up the tree..and making a shepherd's pie...so ..when the snow patrol would get home...they could celebrate Christmas..

The Snow Patrol..

Finally it stopped snowing...

Miss Moussie was standing in the doorway..gazing at the sky..
-There is still more snow to come..she whispered to herself..I must do something..

Very high up...in the top of the highest tree standing on the Hilltop..a worried owl named Who hooted..

-Dear Who..twittered Miss Moussie...can you see if anyone's coming..can you hear if anyone's calling out for help...

Who hooted again...a very desperate hoot...the lonely sound got lost in the white dwelling...there was no answer...

-That does it...squeaked Miss Moussie...whilst a tear rolled down her cheek and froze dangling on her nose...I must go on a search...My dear friends out there in the white wilderness...never fear..Miss Moussie is here..I'm on my way to rescue you....make way for The Snow Patrol....

Somewhere out there..

Somewhere..on the Hilltop...Elvira popped out of her hiding place...O yes..she could hear our dear Miss Moussie twittering....

-But did she dare to go running through the snow towards Hilltop Hall...

Yes she is...nooo...she's not....O..yes ...no...she's not..

O my goodness..sweet Elvira..trapped in the snow...luckely for her she carried a little bag full of christmas cookies..but how long could she possible stay out there...and its going to be dark soon..

The Hilltop dressed in white...

O My Goodness...twittered Miss Moussie...when this snowfall continuous we will be completely snowbound...O my goodness.....Help...Anybody...Gustave...Elvira...Sir Horatio....Please, if you can hear me out there...Leave your nests...Please do come to Hilltop Hall..before its to late.....Hello there ...can anybody hear me...

There was no answer...just the sound of the blazing blizzard ..