Tag Archives: Mouse
One of the problems of being in charge of The Good Life is that it is sometimes difficult to distinguish between a large mouse and a small rat. I have decreed they are all morats.
When one sees the dreaded cat of Dalamory parading round the back of the house carrying a dead mouse, the quick thinker dashes to the cat flap (in the front door) and snibs it shut. Foiled again, Fox.
Perhaps I should have explained that yesterday’s picture of the opportunist mouse at the birdnuts, was actually taken by friends. I was speaking with them on skype and delighted by their description of the interloper, so suggested they take a … Continue reading
Sweet to look at – but only if outside the house!