Holey cheese, it was strange All across New Mouse City, rodents kept telling me I'd done things I had no memory of. Was I going crazy? Had the cheese finally slipped off my cracker? No, that wasn't it. I soon discovered the truth: There was a Geronimo lookalike going around, pretending to be me He'd even fooled my sister Thea. Worst of all, he was trying to take over The Rodent's Gazette I had to get that greedy impostor's paws off my newspaper -- but how?