.....Mouse chronicles Day 3

I fear my friend has eaten out of the feed box in the other room. I have heard that SNAP before, when my brother Norm ate from a similar feed box. The feed box ate his head. I cannot leave my hiding place, however, to check on my friend. The giant is celebrating by jumping up and down and laughing gleefully, so sadly, I think I have lost a friend. This new development scares me. I've called to my other friends outside and they cannot hear me as our entryway is no longer open. I am stuck in this place...this hell where the little giants are loud, and the 4-legged giants roam freely. My hearing has still not recovered from the screaming on Day 1. At least I am warm, but I don't know how much longer I can last without eating from the feed box.