We killed one mouse and now another one wants a piece of the action. Whaddaya say?
I can't wait for the joiner to rip the kitchen apart, hopefully thousands of mice won't be running from holes in the wall afterwards. Note to self - keep doors shut and cheese firmly locked up. Huzzah.
Oooh. New cooker. Hmm might even buy a blender or a Griddle Pan. Jesus, I'm 45. My life is flashing before my eyes.
I'm still bored.