So this past Sunday I had my bi-annual apartment cleaning complete with vacuuming and throwing away of magazies and catalogs. It’s great because the floor looks so big now, and though I swear right now I’ll put things away where they should be instead of stacking it up I know that’s only inevitable.

But I’m getting on a tangent. My point is that I cleaned my kitchen, got rid of the recycling bags and it was looking pretty good. I stopped short of cleaning the stove though. So I come back to my apartment Sunday night and I turn on the light and there’s this tiny little mouse standing on the floor not one foot away from my foot. So I just stood there, and it just stood there for a while. Then I made a movement for this cardboard box that was nearby but it ran away. So then I drew this comic.