Fecking cat is really seeing his way to being evicted, or to giving Roh and me heart failure. I am not sure which will come first
Rohan superbly spent yesterday morning steam cleaning the lounge and stairs from the effects of Indy's most recent presents. Without meaning to be gross the darling came in and dirtied the carpets again, which upset Roh. At least one mouse was rescued and rehabilitated!
Having got over that trauma we were relaxing into our Sunday evening, having had a roast dinner (scrummy) and just watching Pierce rescue Hally from the ice castle when Indy jumped on my lap, complete with dead mouse in mouth as a present for his mummy. 30 minutes later my heart was still racing madly. I screamed, Rohan jumped, Indy ran away (after depositing said mouse on my lap). Hmmm.
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