I got a message that I was to go and see the Queen.

“Herbert Fieldmouse,” she said, “take this message to baron VonGouda.  It’s TOP SECRET!” So there I was on another secret mission.  It was cold.  It was dark.  I knew I was being followed by the evil Dr. Whiskers!

The train station was quiet- too quiet.  I made my way to the train, and for some reason I had that feeling you get when you don’t study for a test… but you tell your mom that you did. Maybe it was my frame of mind.  Maybe it was the cheese.  But something smelled rotten.  Wait a minute… I knew that smell……SOUR MILK!  I turned.  I was too late.  We passed through a tunnel and Dr. Whiskers got the jump on me! We struggled… but I had let my guard down.  Dr. Whiskers grabbed the box. I took up the chase, following him to the top of the racing locomotive- but I was too late.  The foul-smelling Dr. Whiskers escaped. And with him went the Queen’s secret message.