The Bedroom Rat Chronicles, Part One

It's been days now since Herb left for food. We are suffocating under this heat and I'm not sure what's taking him so long. The mother worries as well--she paces back and forth in front of our hole, looking constantly for just a sign or something from Herb. I'm afraid something may have happened, and in order to get our cheese back I've got to leave. I have to find Herb. We'll see.