Mole considering position with regards to mountain
I think I might have made an error, rather four of them. However, I might not have made an error at all since the entire circumstance is so stupid. My mind keeps running over the variety of possible circumstances and hypotheticals. It's like a big, fat mole getting stuck in his mountain door (property recently expanded from a mole hill, naturally). Mr Mole had a discussion with the door and accepted his position. Then Mr Mole got advice that he wanted before he came to terms with his position in the door and became all flustered again. And it doesn't help that when one is stuck in a doorway, there is little else to think about but being stuck in that door. Especially when the other woodland animals are snickering at your mole bottom on improper display.
