Jun 11
This morning, reading my email, checking my boards, Ziggy was meowing all ovah. Loudly, repeatedly, staring at hidden places and closets. YOW! YOW! YOW!
No apparent reason, moved around the study, OK, STFU, Zig.
I got ready for work, walk teh Choob, unlock Enzo, and lo and behold by the backdoor is a dead wee mouse or vole. Not sure who’s responsible for it, Ziggy or Ilya, but pretty definitely one of mine. Don’t know who to praise for not bringing it to me in bed at 3 a.m. :p
Later, on the way to work, Enzo and I dodged a rather large rat’s corpse in the middle of the lane.
So, that’s two.
Remind me not to order Chinese for dinner…