No, I haven't disappeared from the face of this earth, instead I really really really really really really have been wanting to blog about this whole Bronnie scene in my flat, but additional facts about Bronnie started piling up and I didn't want to have to keep writing updates, so I gave it a break. Instead, since it is a very long story (which has finally come to an end, or has it?) I will divide it up into tiny chapters for more convenience.
I'm in this flat and there is this mouse, which I recently named Bronnie. For days we see her occasionally, hear her frequently and smell her constantly, but we just cannot figure out where she enters the kitchen from. *lightbulb* However, Bronnie lay a few helpful hints here and there and jobless me decided to get to the bottom of this whole mouse business.
I'm in this flat and there is this mouse, which I recently named Bronnie. For days we see her occasionally, hear her frequently and smell her constantly, but we just cannot figure out where she enters the kitchen from. *lightbulb* However, Bronnie lay a few helpful hints here and there and jobless me decided to get to the bottom of this whole mouse business.
For a while there, I heard a shuffling noise from the bin area in the kitchen, cans moved and plates jiggled. Luckily, our kitchen door is not made of solid wood, but the entire upper bit is made of glass, which came in extremly handy during my regular spy sessions on Bronnie. A mouse isn't easy to spot at all, as she seems to be picking up on the slightest of all slight vibrations caused by my walking about, so that very night I got to see her, was my lucky day.
When I heard the cans move for the about the 6th time that night, I jumped up from my sofa (just like I had done the previous 5 times) tip toed to the kitchen door and switched on the light.
This time around, unlike the previous 5 times, I saw Bron-Bron disappear into ... the cupboard? I should probably mention that no cupboard doors were open and eventhough the Ipad might be the most glorious recent invention in the electronic world, mice can't just disappear through walls as far as I was concerned. There must have been some sort of hole somewhere.
This time around, unlike the previous 5 times, I saw Bron-Bron disappear into ... the cupboard? I should probably mention that no cupboard doors were open and eventhough the Ipad might be the most glorious recent invention in the electronic world, mice can't just disappear through walls as far as I was concerned. There must have been some sort of hole somewhere.
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