About a mouse.


Where was our resident moggy?



With the rain smashing against the house and the wind bashing all who stand in its way, the storm was growing strong.

So strong that no creature could be seen outside. Not even a bird was seen in our skies. Empty, cold and threatening. But there was something that disobeyed the rules and risked the storm to catch food.

A mouse.

The cutest little bundle of disease was spotted wondering Rob's garden today. Catching bird food that had fallen off a bird feeder, it ran back and forwards from a bush where it hid until the next venture. Quick step, hide search then move again.

It was safe though as our moggy was inside and even if he wasn't he is a bit too Garfield to do anything. So the mouse continued it's merry Hogmanay feast. Cute little feller.