The Little People Don't Know What to Do

Hem and Haw just stood there, immobilized like two statues. The situation hadn't changed, the cheese was no longer there. Do you think they know something we don't? Hem scoffed, what would they know? He continued, they're just mice. They just respond to what happens. We should be able to figure this out. I know we're smarter, Haw said, but we don't seem to be acting smarter at the moment. Maybe we need to change and do things differently. Why should we change? Hem asked. We're little people. We're special. This sort of thing should not happen to us. Or if it does, we should at least get