The Mumbles

Living in a lighthouse off the beach in the Gower is a group of three creatures who call themselves “The Mumbles”. They are small and furry with fast and clever minds and very hungry bellies. Their thick white fur covers their eyes and makes them look a little like sheep; but they are far cleverer than sheep. They look a little like Old English Sheepdogs; but they are even cleverer than that! Lee, Levi and Morgan (The Mumbles) were watching the local tourists one day through their telescope. “Oh look Levi.” said Lee, “There is a family on the beach today having a picnic. Oh my tummy really wants something tastier than fish today. I’m going to get one of those sandwiches and a piece of pasty pie.” “Now you know we shouldn’t go and annoy the tourists Lee.” Levi warned “We are supposed to keep the lighthouse lit and the ships safe. If you are hungry I’ll catch you a nice sea bass with my fishing rod.” “Oh sea bass! I hate sea bass! I want a nice pasty pie” cried Lee, “And I’m going to get some whether you like it or not!” Morgan looked up from his newspaper, “You can’t row the boat on your own, we’ll come too; I like the idea of pasty pie” “Well if I can’t talk you out of it, I’ll have to come too; to keep you both out of trouble” said Levi. After a little rowing, they pulled their little rowboat up onto the beach and hid it with seaweed. “Watch me get the first sandwich!” shouted Lee as he bounded off as fast as his four little legs would carry him. “Wait for us!” shouted the others but it was too late. A lady was laying out her picnic while her husband and children played Frisbee with their dog not far away. She hummed a little tune as she opened box after box of wonderful-smelling sandwiches and arranged them on plastic plates. Lee just wouldn’t wait; he sneaked up behind her and asked, ”Could I have one of those please?” The lady spun around to see a fuzzy creature standing on four legs looking at her with a sad face. She shook her head and returned back to her picnic thinking “I must be hearing things.” But soon she heard again, “I only want a little one. I’ll have the crust if you like; no one else likes crusts do they?” The lady turned to look at Lee again. This time a look of worry came over her face. “Jack!” She shouted to her husband, “Jack, come over here love! I’m sure I heard that sheep talk to me!” “Don’t be silly, my love,” said Jack, “sheep don’t talk.” By this time the other Mumbles had caught up with Lee and began to roughly pull him away. They whispered in his fuzzy ear, “You are a silly Lee. We can’t talk to people like that; you’ll scare them” To cover up their noise they shouted “Baa!” “See love,” said Jack, “You’ve just been here in the sun too long. Go and have a rest in the car and a drink of lemonade. I’ll set up the rest of this for you”

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“Now” said Morgan, “The proper way to do this is to watch.” As they watched, the children put down the Frisbee and started to make the dog do tricks. “C’mon Jetty girl, stand up!” said the boy. Jet the Border collie obediently stood on her hind legs and was quickly rewarded with a sausage! “Now that’s the way to do it.” Said Morgan. “Easy peasy!” Morgan raced along the beach to where the children were playing. “Look Jen, a stray dog” said Joe. “We shouldn’t mess with dogs we don’t know.” said Jen sensibly. “Shoo! Shoo! Odd dog” she shouted. Not to be put off that easily, Morgan stood on his hind legs, “Woofity woof woof” he barked, not very convincingly. “Aww, it’s not an odd dog; it’s one of those shaggy dogs and he just wants a sausage too,” said Joe. “Here you are doggy. Have one of Jetty’s sausages. She won’t mind.” Well Jettie did mind. She snarled and tried to bite Morgan’s behind as he ran as fast as he could back to the others. Lee and Levi stood there laughing as Morgan came dashing across the beach panting like a steam train. “Oh you are all so silly,” said Levi. “I told you at the beginning that if you were hungry, I’d catch your dinner with my fishing rod!” “Oh no! I really don’t want sea bass again” cried Lee. “Who said anything about sea bass?” asked Levi with a sly grin. With that he went back to the boat’s hiding place and retrieved his fishing rod. Hiding behind a bush, he could see that the dad was now sitting with his back to them; watching the children and clapping each time the dog did a trick. Levi cast out his line – whoosh! The hook flew through the air and snagged a lovely pasty pie right off the picnic rug. “Do you know?” mumbled Lee as he chomped into a big slice; “There is a lot to be said for fishing”

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I even had a go at making a mumble to give some idea of what he should look like.

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