Tea? (Part 1)

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Speicher

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My cat Tasha is in the dog house!

She brought a live mouse into the house, not once but twice. I put on some gardening gloves, did not want a germ-laden bite, however small, and rescued it twice. Mousey did not appear frightened of me. :blush: I think he/she was a refugee from the combine harvester that has been working in the field at the bottom of my garden. Mousey escaped (just, cos he was a very fat mouse) into a gap in the garden wall. But was caught again later. I would never have guessed that such a small animal could make such a loud squeak. ;)
 
My sister lives in very rural Suffolk and is, like me, a cat lover. Recently she investigated why her 7-year-old daughter had run out of her bedroom screaming and crying... one of her moggies had brought home a baby rabbit and was busy dismembering it under little Anna's bed, where she had just looked for something and been confronted by a rabbit's decapitated head, with said cat now ripping into the rest of the carcass.
 

Landslide

Rare Migrant
Evenings!
No bikkies here either I'm afraid. Did have some lovely meringues though, courtesy of FML's cousins!:biggrin:
 
Hang in there Landslide... this time last year I was in the same boat. Now sitting in the house we viewed "just for a look" and a new kitchen installed... we had to jump through many hoops with the bank but it was sorted in the end. Good luck.
 
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