Sitting around the table after enjoying some googy eggs for lunch (does anyone else call them that?) Diesel points up to the top of the window and says ‘Mum, what’s that?’
The mouse/rat/rodent has found a cosy spot behind our split system for now. I am sitting on guard, waiting for it to come out so I can try to catch it. Again. My previous attempts weren’t too successful. Sigh.