The babies spiderlings, thinning out all day, suddenly dwindled to these last few stragglers.
Some of them haven't gone far.
And I made an appointment to have the house valued. Monday 5 p.m.....
The new tradition continued, however: Millie brought her 9th mouse home. She dropped it in the back yard, where it promptly hid.
House for sale. Pretty little courtyard garden, a haven for wildlife.
Trade you my ants for your spiders. Spiders I can deal with; bazillions of ants in my kitchen I can't.
ReplyDeleteUmmm, the stress of permanent tidiness, just in case, now sets in. Though, when we go buying, we couldn't care less how places look. It's more of a feeling you get. If your pics are anything to go by I don't think it'll be on the market very long.
ReplyDeleteThey're doing well!!! Hope you are too.
ReplyDeleteMomentous day all round. It's a huge step when your home becomes your house and you start looking at it with a more detached eye.
ReplyDeleteMillie the Mouser is clearly in training for when she becomes a Country Mouse. Have you ordered her Barbour collar?
Millie is formidable!! She will be teaching those country cats a thing or 2!!
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