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By David Pendleton
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Truthfully Harvey felt most people overreacted to things. If you stopped to think of all the times the people around him blew things out of proportion it would make you question the intelligence of the entire human race. Since Harvey contemplated the intelligence of the human race a lot it is clearly obvious that he did stop to ponder people’s overreactions frequently.
The people in this house seemed to overreact to everything. The weather was always too hot, too cold, too dry, or too wet. They never just enjoyed the variety for variety’s sake. The harvest was too small to make ends meet or too big so prices would drop. The cattle were too thin to bring a good price or too big and would cost more to haul to the stock show. Harvey was sure that if a million dollars in gold dropped in the driveway the whole house would complain about having to park and walk further until it could be loaded up for the assay office, not to mention how difficult the tax man would be.
Harvey looked around to see what had Stella’s knickers in a knot this time and wasn’t too surprised to see that she was pointing directly at him. Peering around him he tried to discern what he had done this time to set her off so. It was often hard to figure out since nothing Harvey did seemed to make Stella happy and usually she was screaming at him whenever she took notice of him at all. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t seem to get her to like him, secretly he called her “Screaming Stella” but she didn’t know that. He tried his best to avoid her altogether but on a small farm out in the country you were bound to run into others frequently whether you wanted to or not.
Finally Harvey noticed that his fingers were closed over a particularly scrumptious carrot sitting on the salad tray blatantly prepared for the coming meal. One little carrot slice and Stella was off gibbering and screaming like Harvey were stealing the entire meal or would ruin his appetite for anything else that might be prepared that night. Doris came rushing in to see what the commotion was all about and she took Stella’s side and ramped up the volume a notch higher than it had been and about ten notches higher than it needed to be. When Brandon ran around the corner and roared at Harvey like a wounded bull he decided he had had enough. Turning his back on the whole sordid display he put his carrot in his mouth, grabbed a piece of Colby cheese, waved goodbye to the lot of them, and went back down the drain hole to his humble mouse house in the basement.
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Finally Harvey noticed that his fingers were closed
'Fingers' are human. When I re-read it and realized Harvey was a mouse, the story was even better than when I thought he was her husband. Perhaps you could change fingers to claws or whatever mice have? Great story.