A Mouse On My Train

Just saw a little mouse walking around the train car that I'm riding on. Cute little guy seems to be trying to find his way off of the train. While doing so he seems to have crawled onto the heater that is located under the seat across from me. The train is full of garbage under the seats: empty cans, soda bottles, coffee cups and garbage in plastic bags. The guy across from me wonders why there's a mouse on the train. I tell him while pointing to the garbage: if people would pick up their garbage...there wouldn't be any mice, he says finishing my statement as I nod to him in agreement. Ah, my beautiful home town of New York. Gotta love it.

FH