Another mouse update
The mice are currently winning our war. They’re getting even bolder and we can’t catch them. They keep eating the cheese without triggering the traps.
Juliet says we’re fattening them to slow them down.
When I see Snowy lying down on a baby couch, paws in the air, oblivious to everything, I’m tempted to trade him in for a cat.
It’s 11.15pm here now and a mouse nearly ran over my foot before scurrying down the stairs.











