Percy Packrat’s Christmas Star
It’s suppertime. Quick as a flash, Percy is out of the mouse hole. He returns, pushing a green grape across the floor with each paw and clenching another between his teeth. Momma mouse claps her paws in delight, saying, “Goodie. We’ll have grapes for dessert.” Poppa mouse looks disgusted, shrugs his shoulders and returns to the book he’s reading.
Poppa wishes Percy would behave like a regular mouse instead of gathering objects from the Jones family. Momma mouse enjoys helping Percy fashion furniture from different objects. Her favourite was the sardine tin bathtub.
The next morning, Momma sent Percy to get some fabric scraps from Mrs. Jones’ sewing basket. Mrs. Jones was the neighbourhood seamstress. Mr. Jones was a retired sheriff. Percy returned with scraps of pink checked and blue fabric as well as white lace. Momma made a lace trimmed pink checked apron and blue tobacco pouch. These were gifts to thank the Jones for all the objects Percy had taken from their home. Percy laid them on Mrs. Jones’ favourite chair.
Later that evening, Mrs. Jones decided to finish sewing the christening dress for the neighbour’s newborn daughter. She discovered the gifts on her chair and wondered who had sewn them. The delicate stitches were beautiful!
A spool of thread fell from Mrs. Jones’ lap, rolling across the floor. It ended up half in and half out of the mouse hole. Bending to pick it up, Mrs. Jones noticed a peculiar arch in the corner wall. Lying on her stomach, and using a flashlight, Mrs. Jones discovered a mouse family asleep on tiny beds. Around the room were small pieces of furniture, fashioned from objects missing from her home for months. Now Mrs. Jones knew who had sewn the gifts.
She attached a note next to the mouse hole which read, “Thank you for the beautiful gifts. Why don’t you and your family join us for Thanksgiving dinner? Mrs. Jones.”
The family talked about it and decided to accept the invitation. Percy left a note on Mrs. Jones’ chair.
“Mrs. Jones, we would love to come to Thanksgiving dinner. I’ll bring a jar of grape jam. Thank you. Millie Mouse”
Fall was here. Leaves were changing to golden yellow and red. The air was crispy cool. Thanksgiving had finally arrived. Mrs. Jones purchased a toy tea set for the mouse family’s meal.
|Percy’s Christmas Star|
The mouse family admired the table in front of them. It was covered with a white lace tablecloth. Candlelight flickered, adding a festive touch to the delicious meal. The toy plates were filled with turkey, dressing and cranberry sauce. There were cups of tea. They finished the meal with pumpkin pie and spoons of momma’s grape jam. Everyone chattered merrily, getting to know each other.
Thanksgiving was over, and Christmas was only a few weeks away. Percy and his family put up a Christmas tree. It was beautiful, but something was missing. Percy ran out of the mouse hole, returning with one of Mr. Jones’ sheriff’s badges for the treetop. Suddenly, a flash of light shone on the tree. The Jones’ called into the mouse hole, “Merry Christmas everyone!”
Jacinta is a Catholic homemaker, mother and freelance writer residing in Louisiana with her husband, older daughter and two pets, Annabelle and Yoda. She has been a published writer for Jesus over thirty years