Saturday January 14th 2017Tim
worse than a restless Cat. They fumble around searching
for an entertainment that invariable includes random
acts of Vandalism and/or demands for Turkey and Giblets.
It's not that wet outside, a little damp, the occasional
shower, a few puddles but we're not talking Crocodile
infested with high winds, and no good raising the perils
from the Long Eared Owl, he or she should be well
occupied by the Crows during daylight.
if we don't get a little bit of a walk about in the
daylight, it all happens at night, doesn't it? No good
pretending the myriad Cat Flaps dotted all over the place
are nothing more than unnecessary architectural accents the
function of which are a complete mystery. I'm almost as
stupid as I look, but not that stupid. The entire morning
hunting down a very hyperactive and extremely large Vole
running around inside the domicile. It didn't appear by
magic, you know, and you could have done a little more than
critically observe the Vole removal process.