Morris the Mouse Hunter

Morris the Mouse Hunter
Vivian French

Olivia Villet

Morris is ginger and very fat. He’s a cat who loves snoozing and eating… but that won’t catch him a mouse. Another lively story for beginner readers about this lovable puss.Morris is good at licking and purring. His mother wants him to be good at running and jumping, and bouncing and pouncing. For Morris is fat… too fat. Mum says “no more food until you have caught a mouse” But how will Morris ever catch a mouse when all he dreams about is food. But there’s a mouse in the house whose mother thinks he’s too fat as well. And until he’s been chased by a cat, he knows he won’t get thin. So Morris and the mouse come to an agreement whereby they get their food without even flexing a muscle! Wonderfully inventive text and perfect for beginner readers from this well-known author.

MORRIS

THE MOUSE HUNTER

Vivian French

Illustrations by Olivia Villet

Dedication (#ulink_414a8477-56b6-56a2-93cd-ed06a1ab7160)

For Bonnie,

a cat with great charm

like her owner, Fiona

Contents

Cover (#u1932f3ac-6b89-5e2c-9705-aed45ec72599)

Title Page (#u0a447cef-1114-541f-8da8-ac935debabbf)

Dedication (#u18cf4754-57b0-5011-a0cb-1d18c01bd8d8)

Chapter One (#ubbb4f5bb-0b31-5642-b60c-6b1c7fd70233)

Chapter Two (#u01463f1d-6133-5a60-bc43-f63f1513a3ee)

Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)

Other Works (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#ulink_3d9493be-da0b-5f6a-8985-491457654c39)

Morris was ginger and white, and very fat.

“Morris,” said his mother, “you’re much too fat.”

“That’s right,” said his big sister Rose. “What you need is exercise.”

“Exercise?” said Morris. “What’s that?”

His mother looked at him.

“Running and jumping,” she said.

“And bouncing and pouncing,” said his little brother Tom. He bounced up and down. “Like me!”

“Oh,” said Morris. He licked his paw. “I’m very good at licking and purring,” he said. “And I’m EVER so good at eating.”

“We know,” said his mother.

“But now it’s time for running and jumping.”

“Must I?” said Morris.

“Yes,” said his mother.

Morris began by running. He ran to his food bowl, and he ate up every little scrap.

“I’ve done my running,” he said. Can I have a rest?”

“No,” said his mother. “You must do some jumping first.”

Morris sighed. “All right,” he said, and he jumped on to the large cosy chair in the kitchen. Then he curled up and went to sleep.

Chapter Two (#ulink_130805ac-3e13-54b2-a073-6ad1f0949c63)

“Morris, Morris! Wake up!”

Morris woke up. Rose was pulling his tail.

“Come along,” she said. “It’s time for your exercise. You haven’t done any bouncing and pouncing.”

“Must I?” said Morris.

“Yes,” said Rose.

Morris bounced up to his food bowl, but it was empty.

“I can’t bounce any more,” he said. “I’m too hungry.”

His mother shook her head. “It’s not time for dinner yet,” she said.