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Outfits inspired by characters
Facts about Beatrix Potter
For right now I am posting the stories by fake chapters, since they do not actually have chapters. At the end of each story I will post and facts that I can find about it, and I will put up an outfit inspired by the main chracter(s). Please let me know if this layout is too much for your dash. I know that the posts can get rather long.
I will have the anonymous option turned on unless it gets to the point of people being super nasty. One can ruin it for all. Keep that in mind. Please feel free to talk to me. I will turn on the submissions at some point. Just not sure a which point that will be.
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Once upon a time there was a little fat comfortable grey squirrel, called Timmy Tiptoes. He had a nest thatched with leaves in the top of a tall tree; and he had a little squirrel wife called Goody.
Timmy Tiptoes sat out, enjoying the breeze; he whisked his tail and chuckled—”Little wife Goody, the nuts are ripe; we must lay up a store for winter and spring.” Goody Tiptoes was busy pushing moss under the thatch—”The nest is so snug, we shall be sound asleep all winter.” “Then we shall wake up all the thinner, when there is nothing to eat in spring-time,” replied prudent Timothy.
When Timmy and Goody Tiptoes came to the nut thicket, they found other squirrels were there already.
Timmy took off his jacket and hung it on a twig; they worked away quietly by themselves.
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Thanks to all of you who have followed. Once I get into the groove of my new 3 job schedule, I’ll start posting more stories. Until then, expect merchandise and individual pictures and quotes from books.
I’m unsure of which I want to do next. Do you have any suggestions? REQUESTS?
Here are the stories that I have completed. There are almost 100 of you following (THANK YOU!!!), and I’d love to hear from at least one of you :)
Moppet and Mittens have grown up into very good rat-catchers.
They go out rat-catching in the village, and they find plenty of employment. They charge so much a dozen, and earn their living very comfortably.
They hang up the rats’ tails in a row on the barn door, to show how many they have caught—dozens and dozens of them.
But Tom Kitten has always been afraid of a rat; he never durst face anything that is bigger than—
And when I was going to the post late in the afternoon—I looked up the lane from the corner, and I saw Mr. Samuel Whiskers and his wife on the run, with big bundles on a little wheel-barrow, which looked very like mine.
They were just turning in at the gate to the barn of Farmer Potatoes.
Samuel Whiskers was puffing and out of breath. Anna Maria was still arguing in shrill tones.
She seemed to know her way, and she seemed to have a quantity of luggage.
I am sure I never gave her leave to borrow my wheel-barrow!
They went into the barn, and hauled their parcels with a bit of string to the top of the hay mow.
After that, there were no more rats for a long time at Tabitha Twitchit’s.
As for Farmer Potatoes, he has been driven nearly distracted. There are rats, and rats, and rats in his barn! They eat up the chicken food, and steal the oats and bran, and make holes in the meal bags.
And they are all descended from Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Whiskers—children and grand-children and great great grand-children.
There is no end to them!