Mr. Mouse-man has been an elusive little fellow lately, but I can always depend on him to reappear whenever the little weed/vine outside my studio window is flowering. That's because he eats the flowers. Delicious!
Hello, Mr. Mouse-man! What have we here?
*Sniff, sniff*... why it's some odd lookin' flowers!
Don't mind if I do!
Can't talk, too busy eating. I like his bulging cheeks at this point.
Ah, Mr. Mouse-man, you brighten my day (and aid my procrastination) with your flower eating acrobatics. See you tomorrow!