Good Night, Dormy Mouse🐭

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Alright, let's lie down, talk in, make yourself, ourselves comfortable, and prepare for

today's story.

It's another fantastic story written just for you.

Good night, Dormy Mouse.

Dormy Mouse was a talkative Dormouse.

If he was not sleeping, he must be talking.

However, the bush where Dormy Mouse lived was far from the forest.

There were very few animals nearby, so no one listened while he was talking.

Until one day, a little field mouse, namely Honey Mouse, was digging a hole all the way

to Dormy Mouse's house.

Hi, I'm Dormy Mouse.

Welcome to my house.

Who are you?

Hi, I am Honey Mouse.

I was repairing my house.

Sorry, I didn't realize I was digging to your house.

Honey Mouse, apologize.

It's okay, it's okay.

I was just looking for a neighbor.

Now I can share with you my dreams.

They are very interesting, really.

Would you like to listen to my dreams?

Dormy Mouse spent a lot of time sleeping, so no wonder he had a lot of dreams to share.

Sure.

From then on, Dormy Mouse visited Honey Mouse every day and talked about his dreams.

Honey Mouse didn't talk much, but he was a very good listener.

They spent a lot of time together, and both of them enjoyed it very much.

Good morning, Honey Mouse.

Last night, I had a very special dream, very, very special.

As usual, Dormy Mouse visited again, but this time he was interrupted by Honey Mouse.

Sorry, Dormy Mouse.

I can't listen to your story today.

Winter is coming.

I have to go to the forest and collect some food for the winter.

Honey Mouse carried an empty basket and left for the forest.

Let's go together.

I want to see the forest as well.

Dormy Mouse also carried a basket on his back.

Both of them started working in the forest.

Wow, so many chestnuts, big chestnuts, round chestnuts, I love chestnuts.

Wow, so many apples, sweet apples, green apples, I love apples.

Dormy Mouse was eating and speaking at the same time, filling the basket with chestnuts

and apples.

After a while, the basket was full.

When he got back to the bush, he gave all the apples and chestnuts to his friend, Honey

Mouse.

Honey Mouse was almost moved to tears.

Wow, that's so nice of you.

I can spend the whole winter eating them.

Don't you need to save a little bit for yourself?

No, I don't.

Dormy Mouse was very certain that he didn't need them for the winter.

I am a dormouse.

I sleep all the time in winter.

That is called hibernation.

During that period, I don't eat at all.

I wake up when spring comes.

Though, yes, by that time, I will have a long, long dream to share with you.

You can't miss it, Honey Mouse.

Sure, that must be a great one.

I will wait till you wake up next spring.

Winter was coming.

Dormy Mouse was getting ready for hibernation.

That must be a great sleep and a lot of wonderful dreams.

Here I come.

Dormy Mouse put on the quilt and closed his eyes.

Oh, it's so cold this winter.

Dormy Mouse couldn't help thinking of Honey Mouse.

And once he thought of his friend, he couldn't sleep anymore.

He looked at the ceiling and said to himself, maybe Honey Mouse will feel cold this winter.

The cold wind was blowing hard outside Dormy Mouse's windows.

Then a voice came from outside.

Don't worry.

No matter how hard the wind blows, it won't affect my cave.

Dormy Mouse was relieved.

He rolled up the quilt and closed his eyes again.

However, it didn't take long before he got upset again.

Does Honey Mouse have enough food for this winter?

The wind blew again outside Dormy Mouse's windows.

The same voice went on to say, don't worry.

I have chestnuts.

I have apples.

That's enough for the winter.

Dormy Mouse finally realized that someone was hiding under the bed.

He was surprised and stood up immediately.

Who's that?

Honey Mouse got out from under the bed.

Actually, he was also worried that the talkative Dormy Mouse couldn't sleep below.

So he came all the way from his cave to Dormy Mouse's house through the tunnel he had dug.

Don't worry, Dormy Mouse.

I will stay with you until you fall asleep.

Dormy Mouse felt warm-hearted.

He yawned and slowly entered hibernation with a beautiful lullaby going on.

Slumber, slumber, oh my darling Dormy, have a good dream and tell me what you see.

Good night, Dormy Mouse.

Good night, friends.