The brave little Manxmouse is one-of -a-kind creature on a special journey. But everyone knows who awaits him, for the Manxmouse belongs to the Manx Cat…The Manxmouse is one-of-a-kind. He’s the strangest little mouse you’ll ever see, with bright blue fur, huge rabbit ears and a distinct lack of tail. But Manxmouse doesn’t mind being different.He knows that destiny awaits him, and so Manxmouse sets out on an exciting adventure. He meets tigers and hawks and dastardly pet-shop owners, but there’s someone he dreads and desires to meet more than anyone else. The someone who has been waiting for him all along… the Manx Cat.
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Paul Gallico. Manxmouse
Why You’ll Love This Book by Michael Bond
Michael Bond
Chapter One. THE STORY OF THE TIDDLY MOUSE-MAKER
Chapter Two. THE STORY OF MANXMOUSE AND THE CLUTTERBUMPH
Chapter Three. THE STORY OF THE HAPPENINGS IN NASTY
Chapter Four. THE STORY OF MANXMOUSE AND PILOT CAPTAIN HAWK
Chapter Five. THE STORY OF THE GREAT BUMBLETON MOUSE HUNT
Chapter Six. THE STORY OF NERVOUS NELLY
Chapter Seven. THE STORY OF WENDY H. TROY
Chapter Eight. THE STORY OF THE TERRIFIED TIGER
Chapter Nine. THE STORY OF THE GREEDY PET SHOP PROPRIETOR
Chapter Ten. THE STORY OF THE MARVELLOUS MANX MOUSE AUCTION
Chapter Eleven. THE STORY OF MANXMOUSE MEETS MANXMOUSE
Chapter Twelve. THE STORY OF MANXMOUSE MEETS MANX CAT
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With this he examined the instruments to see that the temperature was rising properly and the thermostat working, and then, forgetting to switch off the lights in his workshop, he went out into the garden where he performed an impromptu dance of joy in celebration of his accomplishment. It was a good thing that it was so late and the neighbours all abed, for they would have been most astounded had they seen the elderly, bespectacled ceramist leaping and pirouetting about upon the lawn.
When he had finished, he swam up the garden to his house. True, there was no water there, the night still being fine and dry, but at that moment he felt it would be lovely to swim along the path, through the cool grass. And so he did so, around and past his shop into his adjoining home, breast stroking his way up the stairs and right inside his bed, where no sooner did his head touch the pillow than he was instantly asleep. He dreamt that a gold medal was being handed him for creating the finest porcelain mouse ever.
