Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wee Sleekit, couring, timorous beastie
Or a mouse, to anyone else! One came to visit our kitchen this week, ready for Burns' Night at the end of the week, but seems to have gone now. I was going to put a picture up, but I don't think I could stand looking at one again. I did the very typical girly thing, and ran through the house screaming in a very high-pitched voice, and left my lovely brave kind husband to sort it all out. He did see it as well, so I didn't just imagine it. He said it was just passing through. And our quartermaster says it's more scared of me than I am of it. Some less helpful comments were around the subject of usually seeing more than one at a time, and it could still be hiding. I don't think it likes peanut butter. One of my worst nightmares come true this week.
# posted by Tracy @ 9:47 am 
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eeek. Apparently they like chocolate. Hope it is well and truly gone now. Nice to see you blogging again.
yes it was eek!! It died on thursday last week, in the mouse trap, and no sign on any friends, fortunately!!
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