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LOTS more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:
http://alittlecharacter.com/mouse_rod.html

Character Dimensions in Inches: 3 x 2.25 x 2.5The overwhelming urge to hurl was the only thing that was keeping Rod from falling into the near comatose sleep of the overly full. The constant reminder that he'd ate not just too much but maybe waaaaaaaaaaaaay too much left him feeling strangely lost between feelings of pride, satisfaction and discomfort.
He swayed back and forth between the three and so as a result he mostly felt sick.
The urge to burp was now no longer a mild feeling of pressure but rather a slow, stalking predator creeping up his throat. Rod squeaked in alarm. Burping was too dangerous at this point in time, with a wedge of the finest white cheddar sitting in his belly. A belly that, for the time being, was having difficulty in digesting...
This was just a temporary situation though...eventually his stomach would come to terms with such an unexpectedly huge treat and get on with the business of digesting instead of just dancing around marveling at the amount of cheddar.
Rod's stomach gave an ominous gurgle, he could practically hear the question his gut was asking. Where? Wheeeerrrrrrre did you find this treat?
Well it had been luck, Rod mused, it had seemed like the best possible luck a little grey mouse could ever experience...but now as he tried to pass the time necessary to go from constantly aware of how overly full he was to just regular full feeling...he half wondered if it had been GOOD luck at all...
At the moment it was much more a cruel trick played on him by fate....
Wandering along a stony path, brilliant green grass shielding him from view, warm sunshine on his silky grey fur, pink nose quivering as he sniffed his way through the little park.
The park was a wonderful place to score a quick lunch. Humans were forever dropping crumbs of cake or crackers or chewy bread crusts under the shade of enormous wooden tables. It was exactly the sort of feast a creature like himself could dine on quite happily.
Even now the table made a fine roof over Rod's head as a curtain of rain fell around him. The cool, damp air felt nice, almost soothing as he struggled with the knot of cheese in his belly...the urge to burp had passed, and while that bit of danger receding eased his mind the ominous waiting...still un-comfortable, still too full, still not able to sleep off the over-indulgence, weighed as heavy on him as the cheese itself.
Damn cheese.
Rod squeaked in horror at the thought. No, no, he mustn't damn the cheese....it wasn't the cheese's fault that he had no self control. It wasn't the cheese's fault that it was born an aged, brilliantly white cheddar that cracked and crumbled like nuggets of white gold. It wasn't the cheese's fault either that some humans had brought an entire hunk of it to a picnic in the park...only to have a sudden rainstorm chase them away...running as fast as they could from the table...all while one lonely hunk of cheese fell from their bags and rolled back....back towards the table to where Rod waited eagerly, eyes bright with happy astonishment.
Hungry, so hungry and there in front of him the most glorious food any mouse could ever dream of finding, seemed to be rolling through the rain right towards him....
Hungry....it was such a distant memory now...so long ago he couldn't even remember what it felt like.... He was dimly aware that it was only that morning his stomach had rumbled with the need for food...but the feeling escaped him...the memory was just a jumble of facts that didn't connect to his feelings now...He'd been full before but never like this. Never had he'd had an opportunity to eat more cheese than he wanted....
Rod sighed, then immediately regretted even that tiny movement. Energy was best used waiting.
No, the truth was he HAD wanted that cheese...he just shouldn't have...he should have looked at the size of it and the size of his belly and realized.....
It was too late now.
Lesson learned.....
Maybe.
He felt drowsy, the constant rain pouring around him was becoming a cool lullaby to ease his mind....sleep was not far off.
This time when he sighed it was the sweet sigh of relief as his belly commenced proper digestion. The idea of moving, walking even running with his pink tail flying behind him was no longer an impossibly distant thing...
He squeaked, whiskers trembling and finally sleep enveloped him as his belly gurgled away, digesting a treasure....or a curse...a delicious, delicious curse.

LOTS more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:
http://alittlecharacter.com/mouse_rod.html

Character Dimensions in Inches: 3 x 2.25 x 2.5

Mouse Sculpture, Grey rodent figurine, Rod the VERY full mouse


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