Mister Polecat And The New Neighbor

Mister Polecat lived on a grassy knoll in a box made of Saran Wrap. One morning, he had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover blueberry pie, when he heard a knock at the door.

He traipsed to the door, wondering who would be stopping for a visit at this time of day.

He was surprised to see Mister Sheep standing there, his hands on his ankle. "How nice to see you, Mister Sheep," Mister Polecat joked, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," cried Mister Sheep. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" enunciated Mister Polecat caustically, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a Mai Tai?"

"I can't stay," analyzed Mister Sheep. I just want to ask you what you think of the sheep that's come to the grassy knoll.

"I really don't know," maintained Mister Polecat. "I didn't know about any sheep. I'm sure she is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," yelped Mister Sheep gracefully. "I heard that this sheep likes to refurbish vases."

"Um, I don't know what to say," exclaimed Mister Polecat, who really didn't know what to say.

"Well I do," said Mister Sheep, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the grassy knoll when we get a lot of sheep refurbishing vases?"

"I can't imagine," rumored Mister Polecat.

"What are we going to do about it?" boomed Mister Sheep.

"Appoint a committee?" said Mister Polecat, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mister Sheep had in mind.

"That's exactly right," said Mister Sheep suavely. "A committee to study the problem."

"Well that's a fine idea," bragged Mister Polecat positively, who wanted to bring the conversation to a close quickly, without finding himself on this committee.

"I'd like for you to be on the committee," said Mister Sheep furiously. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," reminded Mister Polecat nervously, thinking of all the time he'd prefer to be sitting on the overstuffed chair on his front porch, looking out over the grassy knoll and calculating. "It's been nice talking to you, Mister Sheep. Do come again."

"Just a minute," rebutted Mister Sheep quickly. "You didn't answer about the committee."

Mister Polecat thought he had answered, and was beginning to get loving. "Thank you so much for thinking of me. It is a lovely day, isn't it? How is Mrs. Sheep doing these days?"

Mister Sheep would have none of it. "So, let's meet at your house, say tomorrow at two?"

Mister Polecat sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," he replied crossly.