I just couldn’t resist. I just couldn’t. When I saw my favorite mouse, Ralph, waiting for me, I just had to abandon all other reading. I found an hour of quiet in the middle of a hectic day to sit with Ralph, and it felt like my soul was being replenished with each swish of Ralph’s tail.
In the last of the series (sob), Ralph grows up, escaping to a school, and learning all about the indignities of education. Funny, whimsical, and utterly cute, this series has captured my heart entirely. Why did Beverly Cleary have to stop at just three? But well, I was also utterly chuffed that Ralph gets a little car in the end. Now, if that doesn’t make my life complete, what else will? A mouse with a car. Smile.
PS: Thank you, my friend, for not making me wait another year to read this book. I can almost forget the cat you made me read.