I had a swift exit from the land of blogging last night due to an un-invited guest in my lounge - a brazen freaking mouse!
We live in a rural location and are surrounded by fields, I accept we have the odd 'cute' field mouse in the garages, but in the house????
So in the height of comedy, I arm myself with a cardboard photograph tube and a very large cardboard box. After 1/2 an hour jumping on the sofa (armed) getting a pep talk (in between the uncontrollable laughter from him and my mum as he relays the situation and my squeels to her) from my dad (over the phone as he's an hours drive away). I get brave and eventuallly herd the said mouse into the huge box - which I guard (through the window after putting it outside) until my husband arrives home to set it free in the next field.
What if the little blighter has set a trail and comes back tonight?
10 months ago