I very much enjoyed the opportunity that this little pose presented. Condemned to a life of stress free luxury, Chester adores his endless evenings of staring down his artificial prey. Rather than lowering himself down to the pathetic level of physical exertion, he prefers to stare down his doomed playmate in leisurly confidence. For it is only a matter of time before the target comes to accept that surrender is its only option. Drawn in graphite, may all toy mice come to rightfully fear him.