While I am glad to have read this classic, I’m sure I’ll be fine not picking it back up. I’ve been informed that despite the plot of “Stuart Little” I should take note of White’s command of prose and should try a few others.
Stuart comes into this word a little bit mouse-sized and a little bit-mouse shaped and perhaps just as a mouse but no one seems to say it. His big brother, human-sized and -shaped George is kind of a floozy and never does what he say he will. Meanwhile Stuart gets into all sorts of trouble from having difficulty turning the faucet on in the morning to getting tossed into the garbage and sent away on a trash barge, from getting rolled up in a window shade to quite nearly being eaten by a sassy alley cat.
My biggest problem (besides the mouse thing) was that Stuart’s aging seems questionable. He starts the story shortly after being born and perfectly capable of walking about and talking but ends the story ruining what could have been a perfectly lovely date for himself; all within a few months. And he ends up being a total cad about it.