In my experience, telling a story and going on a journey are sort of the same.
You plan, you hope, you dream, you study maps, and then you set out and--whoop--nothing happens the way you expected it would.
All of which is to say that I watched Manfred setting out on his journey, believing that he was on his way to meet Marcel, the raccoon.
I did not count on Tinka.
Who is Tinka?
She is that mouse, hiding in the tree.
She is eyeing Manfred���s backpack.
There is something that Tinka has los...