I was all
over the city today, taking the subway six times. On one trip, as I was walking
up the stairs from the platform at West 4th Street, something flitted by my
peripheral vision. I looked back. Yes, it was a gray mouse, running downstairs.
I think it was a mouse. It didn’t look big enough to be a rat, although I could
see it from the top of the steps, so maybe it was bigger than I think.
“New York
wildlife,” I said to the young woman behind me.
“It
startled me,” she replied. She must be new to the city.
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Not my favorite wildlife! We have our share of rats (due to extensive ground cover), but I'm always startled when I see one.
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