One bright morning Minnie Moo and Mr T set off on an adventure to Little Village to warn all the anipals of the danger of their new neighbors. Having moved to the 3rd tree on the left the Hawk Family has taken over Little Village swooping down on any unsuspecting anipal taking them away to never to be seen again land. <br><br>Terrified the anipals are all in hiding too afraid to go outside. After a meeting with Mayor Floppy Ear, Mr T, Minnie Moo, the Little Villagers vote and decide to go on a mission to rescue their beloved village. <br><br>Forming a congo line of courage they go in search of Mr Hawk in the hope he and his family will change their ways. To do this Minnie Moo must overcome his hawk-o-phobia and stand up to the big bird.<br><br>This is a inspirational tail with a big message, it's always ok to do the right thing. It's never ok to be a bully.
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Magdalena Boone's VandenBerg. Minnie Moo, The Extraordinary Adventures of an Ordinary Cat
CHAPTER 1. Don’t judge a cat by its coat
CHAPTER 2. Clear clutter. Make space for you
CHAPTER 3. Got a bout of doubt? Breathe
CHAPTER 4. If life gives you the wobbles make jelly
CHAPTER 5. Got a sticky situation. Make toffee
CHAPTER 6. Words spell sword
CHAPTER 7. Stop! Wasting time thinking what others are thinking
CHAPTER 8. Hug your family tree
CHAPTER 9. Let the wind of change blow in
CHAPTER 10. Lighten your load. Unpack baggage
CHAPTER 11. Life dishes all ice cream flavors
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Before I chase my tail telling tales of my brave adventure I’m taking a few moments to tell you about my friend. Out on one of my daily walks I bumped into a very fashionable black and white cat called Mr Tuxedo.
Known as Mr T it was a little tricky to find his head. He was sporting a rather elegant collar cone. Super wide this cone, let’s call it that because of its ice cream cone shape, sits at the base of the neck reaching all the way up protecting the head and ears. So impressed I couldn’t resist walking up to say, ‘Wow Mr Tuxedo you look so cat-chic in your cone inspired tuxedo.’
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I soon reached the fence keeping the woolly sheep safe in their grassy paddock. The sun was rising promising a blue-sky day and sunshine. Daydreaming, I was startled to see a lone figure sitting on top of a fence post. There sat Mr T looking like a wise old owl, lost in his own little world. I looked up and said, ‘good morning, why are you sitting up there all by yourself?’ Not answering, I yelled again just in case the cone had muddled his hearing.
Half expecting him to Hoot! Hoot! Mr T answered in his normal cat voice. ‘Hi Minnie Moo, don’t worry. I heard you the first time. Up here there is just enough room for the cone and, me. More importantly I’m on lookout patrol. I’ve got this eerie feeling a menacing hawk family has moved in to live in those tall trees all the way over there.’ Lifting his paw, Mr T pointed in the direction of the trees. ‘Anyway I’m worried one day soon a hawk will swoop down to pluck up one of the little anipals for a tasty snack. I heard from the latest twitter buzz, anipals are animals as our pals. Nice huh!’
