the_mouse_and_his_child mangrove "No wonder you're rations now," said the little shrew. "What chance has anybody got without a territory?" "But what *is* a territory?" asked the mouse child again. "A territory is your place," said the drummer boy. "It's where everything smells right. It's where you know the runways and the hideouts, night or day. It's what you fought for, or what your father fought for, and you feel all safe and strong there. It's the place where, when you fight, you win." "That's *your* territory," said the fifer. "Somebody else's territory is something else again. That's where you feel all sick and scared and want to run away, and that's where the other side mostly wins." - The Mouse and His Child; pg 59 040918 ... mangrove Two passing tadpoles swam between him and the BONZO can, where they encountered a water snake. "This way, please," said the snake, and swallowed them. "It looks bad," said one of the tadpoles as they disappeared down the snake's throat. "You never know," said the other. "If we can just get through this, maybe everything will be all right." - The Mouse and His Child; pg 145 040918 ... handel i love this book 040919 ... crOwl "so do i," said the tired old fly. 040919 what's it to you? who go blather from