An old grandmother lived in an old cottage on the edge of the forest. The house was much too big for her alone, so she rented out the attic to a young girl. Now she was no longer alone; the girl helped her with the groceries and also gladly took over the gardening.
Winter slowly approached and the girl got busy in the garden every day. She swept the leaves into a big pile, trimmed the bushes and swept the paths clear.
In one of the large piles of leaves, two little mice had taken up residence quite unnoticed. Between the many leaves and branches, it was cozy and warm. At this time of year, all the animals were looking for safe and warm winter homes.
One day, when the girl went back into the garden, she forgot to close the front door. One little mouse named Timothy, ran down the hall as fast as the wind. Soon he found himself straight in the grandmother’s kitchen.
The kitchen smelled deliciously of freshly baked bread. Cake crumbs and even some old apple peels lay all over the floor. The old grandmother’s sight was poor and did not even notice when she dropped something.
For Timothy the little mouse, it was a feast. He wanted to stay here. The second little mouse called Melvin, ran up the stairs. That was where the young girl lived. Melvin sniffed his way from one room to the other, but could not find a single crumb.
This was because the girl was very tidy and always wiped the floor spotless. There were no scraps on the floor here that Melvin could have snacked on.
“It smells like delicious bread downstairs,” Melvin thought to himself. He was about to run through the apartment to the stairs when the girl returned from gardening and closed the apartment door behind her.
“Oh dear,” thought Melvin the little mouse. “What am I going to do now?” He quickly looked for a hiding place behind the closet. There he remained all night, with his stomach growling. Because he could not bear his hunger any longer, Melvin crawled out of his hiding place early in the morning.
At that moment, he met the girl who was about to go out the door. When the girl spotted the little mouse, she shrieked loudly: “Eeeeeew!”.
Melvin was equally frightened and ran as fast as he could down the stairs through the narrow gap in the door. Trembling and quite breathless, Melvin now stood in front of the grandmother’s door and quickly slipped through the crack in the door.
Here he tried to calm himself down from the shock. Timothy hurried over immediately and received his frightened friend joyfully.
After a hearty greeting, they ran into the kitchen together and Timothy showed his friend all the leftovers on the floor. Here they prepared a delicious feast.
Timothy was quite proud to present his friend Melvin with such beautiful lodging. They decided to spend the winter here together. It was warm, cozy, and above all, there was plenty to eat.
When the grandmother woke up in the morning to prepare tea in her kitchen, she had not noticed any of the excitement. So now they lived together and contentedly in the old cottage.