The very next day, Little Bird was discussing the next great adventure to go on with Marie T. Mouse. They had narrowed down the adventure to going to Dollar General on the Big Wheel or going to the park and making fun of Squirrels because they have fuzzy tails and hide nuts when all of a sudden, Little Bird’s Hello Kitty cell phone started ringing. It was, of course, Stacy Pomogranite one of Little Birds cat supermodel friends who lived in the neighborhood. Stacy had a hot tub which all the local supermodel cats loved.

Little Bird answered the phone and Stacy said “What big adventure are you and Marie T. Mouse going on today and can I go with you?”

Little Bird answered, “We’re going to the Dollar General on the Big Wheel and buy all sorts of snacks but not catnip because my superhero dad is bringing some home with him tonight.”

Stacy was a very curious cat and proved it by asking, “Did you make sure to remind him this morning before he went to the mysterious ‘work’ to make the fabulous tuna money?”

“No,” Little Bird answered, “I don’t need to because my superhero dad and I have a thing called Radar Love.”

Stacy was quiet for a moment and then asked, “So you don’t need no phone at all?”

“Nope Stacy, we got a light in the sky!”

Just then Marie T. Mouse piped up, “The radio’s playing that forgotten song! Brenda Lee’s coming on strong you guys!”

That’s when Walter Woodchuck popped his head out of the flower pot that he and Wilma Woodchuck lived in and exclaimed, “Hey, the newsman’s singing his same old song!”

Little Bird thought about all that for a minute and said, “You know what, that would make a great song!”

And so Stacy, Little Bird, Marie T. Mouse and Walter and Wilma Woodchuck all put on their Big Wheel goggles and helmets because everyone knows that mice, cats and woodchucks are all very safe drivers and hopped on Little Bird’s Big Wheel and began the long, long drive to the Dollar General just down the street because Little Bird usually spotted a squirrel and chased it on the Big Wheel which really made any trip with her a lot longer than you would think.

As Little Bird, with Marie T. Mouse sitting on her head, rode her genuine Big Wheel that her superhero dad bought her for her super special birthday, she, of course, spotted her arch enemy, Chester B. Squirrel right at the same time that Stacy and Samone spotted him in Mrs. Katz’s yard. All three cats yelled out “SQUIRREL!” as Little Bird turned the handlebars onto Mrs. Katz’s driveway and right through her prized petunias chasing after Chester B. Squirrel who was by this time well aware that HIS arch enemy, Little Bird and that “stupid mouse” were hot on his trail so up Mrs. Katz’s Oak tree he went.

Little Bird came to a screeching stop at the bottom of the Oak tree and said, “Stacy climb the tree and get that fuzzy tailed squirrel!”

Stacy of course remembered that LAST time she did that and replied, “No way Little Bird, the last time I climbed a tree after Chester B. Squirrel it too 4 fire trucks, 10 firemen, 5 ladders and a can of cat food to get me back down. And then I was grounded for two thousand years!”

“Drat,” said Little Bird. Looking up into the tree where Chester B. Squirrel was looking down at the three cats and a mouse on a Big Wheel wearing goggles and helmets, she yelled “Next time you fuzzy tailed rodent!”

To which Marie T. Mouse exclaimed, “Hey I resemble that remark!”

“Marie T. Mouse, you are the bestest furever friend a cat could ever call friend. And everyone knows that you are not a rodent, you’re a mouse! So obviously, I was not talking about you!”

Just then Mrs. Katz came running out of her house and exclaimed, “My prized Petunias! You cats and that mouse get out of my yard this very minute!”

Little Bird stepped on the pedals of the big wheel and raced up to Mrs. Katz running over, you guessed it, some more of her prized Petunias. “Sorry Mrs. Katz, Chester B. Squirrel was in your yard and everyone knows that squirrels have fuzzy tails and hide nuts!”

Mrs. Katz stomped her left foot and said while her face was turning an odd color of purple, “Get out of my flowers you cat you!”

So the three cats and a mouse wearing goggles and helmets (because everyone knows that cats and mice are safe drivers) once more set out towards the Dollar General just down the street. Little Bird whipped the big wheel into the parking lot amid a great clatter of gravel and plastic wheels and raced towards the door of the Dollar General that had a sign on it that said ‘automatic door’.

“Little Bird you better stop pretty soon or you’re going to run into that door!” exclaimed Samone.

“They’re magic doors,” replied Little Bird, “watch this!” and with that she yelled out, “OPEN MAGIC DOORS” and like magic, the door that said ‘automatic door’ opened all by itself!

Little Bird tore into the store and right down Aisle 2 where the cat treats were, followed closely by Todd, the Dollar General manager who was stunned to see a big wheel with three cats and a mouse on it wearing goggles and helmets (because everyone knows that cats are very safe drivers).

“Hey you cats and mouse! You’re not allowed in the store.” Todd exclaimed after he managed to catch up to the Big Wheel adventuring menagerie.

“Sorry mister Dollar General but we are customers and are here to purchase a vast selection of treats but not catnip because my dad who is a superhero is bringing some home with him. We have a radar love you know!” Little Bird told the manager.

“First of all, my name isn’t Dollar General….”

Little Bird interrupted the manager before he could get up a good verbal head of steam, “Well, you’re shirt says “Dollar General on so obviously, duh, you’re Dollar General and work for some guy named Todd.”

“No, you cat you, I work for Dollar General.” The manager said, suddenly realizing that he may have made a tactical mistake.

“Well, then why are you wearing Dollar General’s shirt? Does he know you’re wearing his clothes?” Samone said, quickly realizing that Little Bird was up to her usual semantic shenanigans.

“No, the store is called Dollar General and this little tag here is my name which is Todd. But never mind about that, we only allow service animals in the store so all of you have to leave.”

Little Bird, always quick with technicalities, said, “Oh well that’s okay then. You see, Marie T. Mouse is my service animal.”

Samone then said, “Stacy here is my service animal, mister General.”

Stacy then pointed out the obvious, “Samone is my service animal.”

And then Marie T. Mouse clapped here little mouse paws together and exclaimed, “The fat cat here, Little Bird is my service animal!”

Todd quickly realized that three cats and a mouse on a Big Wheel wearing helmets (because everyone knows that cats and mice are safe drivers) had outwitted him.

A half an hour later, the casual observer would have seen the Dollar General doors slide open followed by a Big Wheel with three cats and a mouse on it tearing into the parking lot and speeding away with a great clatter of plastic wheels and three cats meowing up a storm with a mouse sitting on one of the cats heads squeaking, “Tasty snacks!” over and over.

And so ended the great Dollar General adventure. What were the great selection of snacks you ask? 3 cans of Tuna, a box of crackers for the mouse, two cans of cat food, three Shrimp (cooked), a small container of rice, two cat toys and a balsa wood yard ornament of a Squirrel for target practice.