Rats!

I was on the subway tonight and looked down to see a white mouse, about 3 inches long, scurry across the floor of the subway. The mouse had a strange blue line down its back, almost like it had been drawn on with pen. The woman next to me said, "It's hers" and pointed to the girl across from us. The girl had blue and purple punks streaks in the black hair, and wore combat boots with a different colored lace in each boot. She bent down and scooped up the mouse and put it up the sleeve of her denim coat. But the mouse scurried out again, followed by a second mouse (which was plain white, with no blue stripe- maybe she drew on the first mouse so she could tell them apart?) The mice ran onto her arm and both got very calm as she pet them. She let go of them and they started cleaning themselves, both of them doing it slowly and exactly the same way, almost like watching people do tai-chi in Central Park. I turned to the woman next to me and said, “Well. Now I’ve seen everything.”