Cat Time

I came down to the kitchen this morning to find a mouse lying with its paws in the air underneath my ironing board. I screamed and danced about for a few minutes AKA the fat woman in Tom&Gerry. Heart rate though the roof I shut the door and went to work. After several hours of procrastinating I just managed to flip it into a plastic bag whilst The Sister talked me through it on the phone.

A quick survey of the pantry explains why I was surprised to find so little rice in my rice sack last week - the rice sack is now completely empty with a mouse shaped hole in the bottom.

So the search for a dog is over........I need a cat........