When I bit off more than I could chew, I left it dangling, wrote a sign, “free food,” and hit the streets. No takers.
So, I leaned back and swallowed it whole; in hindsight a mistake since it got stuck in my throat.
I lost consciousness.
When I awoke, I felt a mouse crawling outward across my tongue. Problem solved. I was grateful. Some see mice as pests; I saw her as a furry bunny rabbit.
She waddled away.
So s-l-o-w-l-y.
I watched her.
“Bye, bye, little rabbit.”
“Whoa!”
“WATCH OUT!!!”
But she was too slow for the calico cat.
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