“State your name.”
“Mrs. Gotrocks.”
“Do you solemnly swear to tell the
truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?” The judge
was furious to have to preside over such a stupid case. “Go ahead and state
your case,” he ordered abruptly.
“Well, you see, your honor, I was in
my garden checking the roses, when all of a sudden I noticed this rat by one of
the bushes.
“Stop!” yelled all the chipmunks in
the room. “We are not rats! Your honor, make her apologize.”
Chatty was seething. And Slink
smirked.
“A rodent is a rodent. Go on, Mrs.
Gotrtocks.” The judge wasn’t going to get in the middle of a long-standing
dispute about the differences in a rodent.
“We need more respect,” insisted the
chipmunks.
“Yeah,” agreed Mrs. Robin and her
friends. “Chipmunks need more respect.”
“If you chipmunks and birds don’t shut
up, I’ll respect you right out the door,” screamed the judge.
“Now, go on Mrs. Gotrocks, and make it
snappy.”
“Well, when I confronted the rodent, he gave
me a sob story of how his mother was sick, and his brother and sister were
dying of starvation. Of course, I didn’t
believe a word of it.” You know how these rats…er…chipmunks lie.”
Chatty looked over at his mom. A huge
tear ran down Mrs. Chipmunk’s furry cheek. Chatty lowered his chin. He had been
caught red-handed in his big, fat lie.
Mrs. Gotrocks caressed her long strand
of pearls as she continued her witness against Chatty. “Your Honor, if you
don’t mind my saying, my social circle has no place for…rodents. You know, they
decrease the value of property. It’s my opinion, and I’m sure the whole
neighborhood that all rats…rodents, should be disposed of immediately.”
“Anything else?”
“No, your honor. I think I’ve said
enough.”
“You certainly have. You may step
down.”
The judge looked down at Chatty, who
was obviously shaken by the whole event. “Do you have anything to say in your
defense Mr. Chatty?”
“Your honor, Chipmunks do have value.
You see, we’re very good at aerating the soil.”
“I’ll aerate you if you ever step on
my property again,” screamed Mrs. Gotrocks from her seat.
“Order in the Court,” shouted the
judge. This time he was a little easier on the gavel. “This Court will be
dismissed. I’ll give you my opinion tomorrow.”
With that, the gavel banged one last
time for the day, and Chatty was led away back to the jail, where he lay on the
cement floor and sobbed his heart out, until he fell sound asleep.
And an angel of the Lord stood watch all
through the night.
To be continued…
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