Sir. Daniel Tannenbutton and Mr. Whiskers, two rats that live together beneath a drainage pipe in Miami’s Edgewater neighborhood, are eager to enjoy the abundance of rotting mangoes that will soon fall from the many mango trees that line the City’s residential neighborhoods.
“It’s my favorite time of year,” said Mr. Whiskers gleefully. “Normally I only eat trash like discarded Pollo Tropical leftovers or soiled diapers. But come the end of the summer I finally get some real food in my little rat tummy,” said the stay-at-home rat who has been in a long-term relationship with Sir. Daniel Tannenbutton for 2 years.
“Well, I wouldn’t say that Mr. Whiskers only eats trash,” interrupted Sir Daniel Tannenbutton. “I work very hard to provide him with the food he eats and I guess I stupidly thought he appreciated it until now. Remember the discarded orange peel I brought home for our anniversary, Mr. Whiskers? Maybe if he didn’t spend all day “working on his art” and watching telenovelas through Mrs. Perez-Santiago’s window we could afford a meal that was up to his sophisticated standards a little more often.”
“Don’t do this Daniel, you know that’s not what I meant,” said Mr. Whiskers to his partner in a whisper.
“Well that’s what you said, Mr. Whiskers. That’s what you said,” said Sir. Daniel Tannenbutton before pausing, taking a sigh, and saying “I’m sorry. I’ve just been working too hard. I’m excited about the rotting mangoes too.”