User blog:Maudie Thropple/The Saga of Mitt

Chapter 1
Abbess Chesney looked in the strawberry pach for what must have been the hundreth time."Where has that rascal Mit gotten to?" The Abbess muttered to herself."Any luck Durrmy?" She called "Burr, nay, naught ee soighn o' ee youn' rarscley dibbun" Durrmy was the Abbess' mole friend. "A har! gocha!"

Exclaimed avoice which was identified as blonging to Meggsy the otter. The closest companion of Meggsy who was a squirrel maid named Snowbrush dashed into the strawberry pach calling "Abbes marm they've been found!" The trio ranoff to the gatehouse where Mit had been taken.Mit was a dibbun squirrel, the wost out of all the dibbuns! A real troble maker.as the Abbess arived, she struggled to compose herself quickly after her unabbesslike charge to the gatehouse and confronted the offender.

"Mit, please tellus, the counsel members and myself, what exactly it is that you have done."

Mit looked for even a single sympathetic eye in the group of counsel elders. He failed to find one."We was jus' 'avin' fun." whimpered Mit pitiously.

"Rigg, will you tell us?"

Rigg was Mit's otter counter part.Opening his mouth to protest, Knowing that the Abbess already knew what they had done,Rigg's eye met that of his mother. Her look fritened hin into a hasty conffesion.

"Me'n Mit t'icked frier Al outta da kittchin an' locked 'im out s'we could die evvybeasts spare robes in beetroot juice!" Cried Rigg franticly. Then throwing himself on the ground, he clamped his paws down on his head and shutt his eyes tightly.