A Little Mouse Tale
Posted by dakgal on Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Most people have forgotten about me, so I thought I’d introduce myself.
Hola! My name is Viajero, which in English means “traveler”, and I have a tale to tell you. I was born and raised in Honduras, but decided I wanted a more adventurous life, so one day I stowed away in the first suitcase that I thought was headed out of town. Little did I know I would wind up in the U.S. of A.
When the suitcase was opened again, I learned I was in this kids’ bedroom and made a mad dash for a hiding place before I could be discovered, scrambled into a drawer, and set up housekeeping. I gnawed on some papers to make myself a bed and found out that this kid loves to eat; food was no problem, so I was comfy enough.
It didn’t take long before I found out that the kids’ name is David and he loves to sing ALL the time. I mean that’s all he ever does! (besides eat). Well, this singing stuff started to rub off on me, so I decided to chime in and sing along. I play a mean sax too.
We sang everything from church songs to Christmas songs, songs he made up, even sang along with the radio. You name it we sang it. He knew them all, well maybe not the Oscar Meyer wiener song, cause he doesn’t tell a lie. haha! He could never hear me though, because he has such a powerful voice.
One day the singing suddenly stopped and David seemed to be very somber a lot, passing the time by writing down words and musical notes. It broke my heart. Many, many times I just wanted to give him a big ‘ol mouse hug. Soon, he started to make strange noises, pinching his cheeks with his fingers and making purring noises. Like to have scared me to death the first time I heard it. There were lots of A-E-I-O-U’s and la-la-las sung too, along with other strange noises. Before long, he had this beautiful velvety voice, and we went back to singing non-stop.
Shortly after that, David packed his suitcase and backpack and didn’t come back. I was so lonely and sad, what in the world had happened to him?
Now, this was very weird, the bedroom started filling up with boxes and boxes of letters and gifts. I had a field day investigating all of this; I could stay out of the drawer for hours at a time.
Hallelujah, David came home one day and this is where my little abode was discovered, which was okay, because I had decided we would not be parted again. I hid in his backpack, which was very risky, but a good move because wherever HE goes, IT goes.
There are always plenty of snacks on board to keep my tummy full, i.e. trail mix, dried fruit.
Don’t worry I don’t ever leave him any “gifts” I am backpack and suitcase trained. haha! I hid behind anything that was handy, like an old flattened out milk carton or a pair of socks, that is, until I was joined by a guy named Totoro. Hiding behind him was really cozy. He didn’t talk much and when he did I couldn’t understand him or him me. He left one day and never returned. Go figure.
Turns out my David is a rising star in the world, so the rest of this tale is like a whirlwind. I’ve been to the Philippines, Singapore, Koala Lumpur and the UK and crisscrossed the USA many times, doing concerts and book signings and appearances. Never in my wildest dreams, did I think my adventure would turn out to be so thrilling. At first I thought when the girls started screaming when they saw David it was because they had somehow caught sight of me. WRONG! They were just so excited to see and hear David, they just can’t help it! We even went back to my home land once, but I didn’t stay because I’ve gotten so attached to David.
Lately we have been in New York, Nashville and Los Angeles a lot, where I have been lucky enough to be the literal mouse in the corner, and have heard all his new recordings and can’t wait until his new single and album come out and we’re on the road again. Look out world here we come! Muy emocionante!
Needless to say, I have been bitten by the “show biz” bug and am a pretty decent singer myself, thanks to David. Without David’s knowledge, I have opened for him many a time (beneath the stage). I do have some performing skills in my blood though as Topo Gigio, of TV fame, was a great great uncle on my Mom’s side. Also the widely renowned actor of the big screen, Speedy Gonzales, is a very distant cousin.
After watching how David has grown in so many ways over these years, from a young boy to a fine young man. I know, first hand, what you see is what you get. He always stays true to himself, is the best of the best and I love him like a brother.
Maybe one of these times, one of you will catch a glimpse of me—Go ahead and scream.
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