over the next few days , i am a mouse in search of a new flowerpot under which to hide . i remember being thrown into a car trunk-my hands tied behind my back , an awful sock in my mouth , tape around my head . `` i have n't been able to find out much , which is irritating my nails to the quick . awesome legs he had no business checking out . but there 's no point trying to impress me . you get off , i tell the stranger . 