How many truly epic tales consisting of a Rat, Janet, and a humungous pile of cookies do you know off the top of your head? Well now you have at least one more to add to your list!

Story by George Young © 2017 All Rights Reserved.

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Miss Rat and the Pile of Cookies

 

One evening, Janet baked a large pile of cookies in her kitchen.

 

“Oh my, that’s a big pile of cookies,” said Janet.

 

The pile of cookies was so big, that when she put them all on a plate, she could hardly lift them, let alone see anything beyond the cookies.

 

“I can’t eat all these cookies!” said Janet.

 

Janet used all of her strength to lift the large plate onto the table by the kitchen window.

 

“I think I’ll leave some here for later,” said Janet.

 

As minute after minute passed, Janet grew more and more tired.

 

Soon it was Janet’s bedtime.

 

Janet was so tired, that she went straight to bed.

 

She went straight to bed without brushing her teeth.

 

She went straight to bed without washing her face.

 

She went straight to bed without combing her hair.

 

She even went straight to bed without putting on her pajamas.

 

As soon as her head touched her pillow, Janet fell fast asleep.

 

Janet had completely forgotten about the cookies on the table by the kitchen window.

 

Later that evening, when all was very very quiet, Miss Rat was passing outside that very same kitchen window.

 

“What is this I see?” said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat rubbed her little eyes. “My, that’s the biggest pile of cookies that I’ve ever seen!” exclaimed Miss Rat.

 

“Keep the noise down!” said a pigeon, who was curled up in the outside corner of the wall, trying to sleep.

 

“Sorry,” said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat looked at the cookies, and then looked at the kitchen window.

 

“The kitchen window is open!” Miss Rat said to herself, in a slightly quieter voice than she had used before.

 

“Why would anyone leave the kitchen window open overnight with such a large pile of cookies – the biggest pile of cookies that I have ever seen mind you – if they didn’t want someone to take one?” said Miss Rat.

 

“I think it would be rude to let these cookies go to waste,” said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat carefully peeked into the kitchen.

 

She looked left.

 

She looked right.

 

She looked straight ahead.

 

When Miss Rat was certain that no one was there, she slowly and ever so quietly crawled through the kitchen window, into the kitchen, and onto the kitchen table.

 

“I’ll just take the one cookie. Surely she won’t miss one from such a large pile,” said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat climbed up up and up onto the very top of the large pile of cookies, and picked up the smallest cookie she could find.

 

She carried the cookie back down onto the table.

 

“I should bring this cookie outside before I eat this, just in case someone catches me,” said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat carefully carried the small cookie through the kitchen window and outside the house.

 

She took a bite of the cookie.

 

“Oh my! It’s still warm!” shouted Miss Rat.

 

“Sh!” said the pigeon.

 

“Sorry,” said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat took another bite.

 

“It’s so soft and chewy!” said Miss Rat, in a slightly quieter voice than she had used before.

 

Miss Rat took another bite, then another, then another…until she had completely finished the little cookie.

 

Miss Rat sat outside the kitchen window and rubbed her belly.

 

She looked into the kitchen once more on to the big pile of cookies.

 

“That pile of cookies is so big…surely they won’t notice if I take another cookie?” Said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat again carefully peeked into the kitchen.

She looked left.

 

She looked right.

 

She looked straight ahead.

 

When Miss Rat was certain that no one was there, she again slowly and ever so quietly crawled through the kitchen window, into the kitchen, and onto the kitchen table.

 

Miss Rat started to climb up the pile of cookies.

 

“Phew,” huffed Miss Rat, “this is much harder to climb right after eating.”

 

Miss Rat was on the very top of the pile of cookies, when all of a sudden she felt a wobble.

 

“Oh no,” said Miss Rat.

 

The pile of cookies started to wobble more, first to the left and then to the right.

 

“Oh please no no no!” said Miss Rat.

 

The pile of cookies came crashing down.

 

Off the plate,

 

Off the kitchen table,

 

And right onto the floor.

 

Janet stirred from her sleep.

 

“What was that?” said Janet.

 

Janet got up from her bed, and cautiously went into the kitchen.

 

When she turned on the kitchen light, what do you think she saw?

 

She saw Miss Rat, lying face down on her cookies, which were now all along the kitchen floor.

 

“What have you done to all of my cookies?” said Janet.

 

“I’m so sorry,” said Miss Rat, “I didn’t mean to ruin your cookies. The window was open, and it was such a large pile of cookies – the biggest pile of cookies that I’ve ever seen – that I thought you wouldn’t miss one.”

 

“You were trying to take a second one,” came a voice from outside the kitchen window. It was Peter the Pigeon.

 

“Yes yes I admit it!” said Miss Rat, “I was trying to take a second one! I’m so sorry, but your cookies are so soft and chewy!”

 

“Well, they are very soft and chewy,” said Janet, “and I bet they were still warm too.”

 

“Yes!” replied Miss Rat, “so nice and warm!”

 

Janet looked at Miss Rat. She looked very ashamed of herself. And very apologetic.

 

“I supposed I can let you off this time,” said Janet. “But please don’t do this again. I shouldn’t have to worry about leaving a pile of cookies by my own kitchen window, even if it is such a large pile.”

 

“I won’t do it again! I promise!” Said Miss Rat.

 

Miss Rat helped Janet clean up all the cookies off the kitchen floor.

 

Miss Rat was so grateful that Janet had forgiven her for her greediness, that she offered to help Janet clean up her apartment on a weekly basis.

 

“I’ll do it for free!” said Miss Rat, “It’s the least I can do.”

 

“How about I pay you in cookies?” said Janet.

 

Miss Rat smiled. “That would be perfect, thank you!” said Miss Rat.