Swimming underneath the trash in the house, I found myself amidst newspaper, beer bottle and cigarette butts,that and leftover candy wrappers. The mouse made its way into my right pant ankle and I shrieked in utter dismay. I can make it I told myself. The kitchen door wasn't far away but the bags and bags of kitty litter, puppy chow and pizza boxes were my enemy. I picked, scraped and pawed my way where I hoped my feast would find me. The aromas from the kitchen filled my nostrils and I was too happy to sink my way, for the time being ,through jelly beans that lay on top of the papers in a thin line, purple, yellow. brown. licorice, lime green. The colors all too may flooded into my mouth.
