The mice are back. Last night I saw one run across
in front of the fireplace so fast that DH missed it, and said I was seeing
things because earlier in the day I walked into the upstairs bathroom and a
dark brown mouse rushed out and vanished down the stairs. He turned sharp left
and disappeared, which is odd because the stairs go down to the mill room there
and there’s a drop of ten or twelve feet. A case of the disappearing mouse. Tim
was on the landing and I don’t think he even saw it. Well, this morning DH came
out onto the balcony to tell me he had just seen a mouse climbing up the tv wire
that goes halfway up the wall, then disappears through the wall and on up to
the roof. An acrobatic mouse, obviously, who may be seeking his family - all
executed by DH. Total extinguished mice equals seven right now. DH is swearing
there’ll be an eighth before too long.
Temperatures continue at 35 or 36 degrees with only occasional blast of breeze. We continue to melt.
Chapelle at Lapeyrouse.
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