My New Favorite Book / Mi Nuevo Libro Favorito

La versión español está después de la versión inglés.

The book is called “El topo que quería saber quién se había hecho aquello en su cabeza,” which means “The mole that wanted to know who had done that on his head.” (The English version is titled “The Story of the Little Mole Who Went In Search of Whodunit.”)

Written and illustrated by Werner Holzwarth and Wolf Erlbruch, it’s a children’s book that our friend Kathleen found at the library for my 3-year-old pal Luke. As explained in the opening page:

“It all started when one day, the mole poked his head out of his hole to see if the sun had already risen. (That was fat and brown; it looked a bit like a sausage … and worst of all: it fell right on his head.)”

The mole then goes from animal to animal asking if they were responsible for what he had on his head and they each in turn demonstrate how it couldn’t have been them. Can you guess who did it?

I love this book so much I could just shit!

El libro se llama “El topo que quería saber quién se había hecho aquello en su cabeza”, que significa “El topo que quería saber quién había hecho eso en su cabeza”.

Escrito e ilustrado por Werner Holzwarth y Wolf Erlbruch, es un libro para niños que nuestra amiga Kathleen encontró en la biblioteca para mi compadre Luke (de 3 años). Como se explica en la página de inicio:

“Todo empezó cuando un día, el topo asomó la cabeza por su aqujero para ver si ya había salido el sol. (Aquello era gordo y marrón; se parecía un poco a una salchicha… y lo pero de todo: le fue a caer justo en la cabeza.)”

Luego, el topo va de animal en animal preguntando si eran responsables de lo que él tenía en la cabeza y cada uno de ellos demuestra cómo no pudieron ser ellos. ¿Puedes adivinar quién lo hizo?

Me encanta este libro tanto que podría cagar!

Author: Moving with Mitchell

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32 thoughts on “My New Favorite Book / Mi Nuevo Libro Favorito”

    1. my mother*, bless her heart, got this for Murphy when she was little — the young woman working at the only bookstore in El Centro recommended to her. Little did she know … Murphy, and I, have always loved. I hope you enjoy it many many times.

      *this same mom would not let us say the word “fart” — it was *our* “F-word”

      1. Lee Ann:
        That is hilarious. MY mother once bought a beautiful “floral pattern” silk-screened T-shirt at an art sale in Brooklyn Heights. Pot leaves. When I said so, she gave ME the T-shirt.

    2. David:
      And I can’t imagine the look of that topper wasn’t intentional. Someone took a dump on…

    1. anne marie:
      He sure does! The book, however, was written and illustrated in 1993. Uncanny.

  1. At first I thought — “that mole has shit on its head” — and then, like Anne Marie, I thought — “oh no, it’s Donald Trump’s hair!”

  2. Great book, wonderful illustrations !
    Have you read the Japanese book Everyone Poops ?
    I often wonder who enjoys these books more ?

    cheers, parsnip and badger

    1. Cheapchick:
      The English version is called “The Story of the Little Mole Who Went in Search of Whodunit”

  3. Not too long ago there was a discussion on our town’s social media site about how to recognize different animal scat. The discussion was oh, so serious, with people asserting their educated opinions about what coyote scat looks like, vs. mountain lion, vs. bear vs. a whole array of wild and domestic creatures. One resident who described himself as an experienced career Fish and Game Official warned people to protect themselves from bears by carrying pepper spray and wearing little bells. He also mentioned that, by the way, one can recognize bear scat because it has little bells and smells like pepper. I laughed at the obvious humor but the discussion continued in such a serious vein that no one else got the joke.

    1. Frank:
      I had a T-shirt when we lived in Guilford that was the bird poop identification chart.

    1. Mistress Maddie:
      A must for every Christmas list. The English version is available: “The Story of the Little Mole Who Went in Search of Whodunit.” Tell Lady Bunny where you learned about it and that I love her!

  4. When I saw that mole my mind went straight to the toilet (unusual for me *cough*). Then, reading further, turns out I was right. Love, love, love this so much! Side note: I always think of Trix cereal as poop from a gay rabbit. I mean really, look at the shape 🙂

      1. Kirk:
        I was sure it was a shot at Trump but the book was written in 1993. He was already a known idiot but his hair didn’t look quite so… shitty!

    1. Deedles:
      Trix used to be one of my favorite guilty pleasures (that and Froot Loops). I will never look at it the same again. Fortunately, I’ve never seen it here.

    1. Walt the Fourth:
      I know if a bird craps on your head, it’s supposed to bring you good luck. If you STEP in dog crap, same result. However, I don’t know what it means when a DOG craps on your head.

      1. Walt the Fourth,
        I’d never heard that. I think I’ll do some research on the superstition around the world.

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