And at Just the Right Moment
by Robert Byerley
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"Once a month Max's Grandmother's sewing circle
would meet for a light luncheon and quilting bee. This month, Grandma
would be hosting the event at her own home. She cleaned and scrubbed and
fussed with her best china cups and silver and for the umpteenth time,
she kindly but firmly explained to Max that it was so, so, so important
that everything be just right. ‘Max‘, she said, ‘I will introduce
you to the ladies before we begin our meeting and then you will say,’
Please excuse me, I have some things I must do in my room, It was very
nice to have met you all‘; then Max, go outside and play and Max
please, don't come back in until we are through.’
On Tuesday morning, Max left his mouse cage in the hall, went into the parlor, gave his speech, smiled his best angel smile to the ladies, returned to the hall, sat down and quietly waited, "And At Just The Right Moment.........."
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