Things that go bump in the night
November 18, 2011
Bang, crash, squeak.
Squeak?
Squeak, squeak, squeak. Silence.
We both sat up in bed with a jolt and switched the light on. Figaro has exceptional hearing and had found himself a shrew which got through into the bedroom from the eaves. He sat looking at it for a while, sad to miss a good game of catch.
Jon removed the lifeless creature and Figgy returned to his bed and slept the rest of the night.
It’s great to know that we are to be protected from any shrew invasion of the bedroom!
Our brave night-time protector!
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That is a VERY handsome cat. And useful too.