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We heard him rummaging for peanuts in my waste paper basket as we were enjoying our pork joint. We crept up the stairs and eventually he shot out of his hiding place and disappeared through a crack in the skirting.
Well, a formal declaration of war has been made, the traps are baited, and his days are numbered. Silly boy.

I could lend you Madam Lexi. She's really quite adept... :becool:

I can't really blame him for invading. It was cold and windy when I went out on the bike earlier this evening. I just wish he and his pals would stay out of sight and earshot, somewhere under the floor boards. Lord knows, there are plenty of warm pipes down there to snuggle up to.

Lexi has bagged two in the house, and I've bagged seven in the garage with the traps I set.
 

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Morning, goodness, I’m tired!

And me after that blustery 23 mile ride this morning , good job back in bed now
 
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