So far, in a period of less than 24 hours, I have five mice on the scoreboard. Two released at the other end of the camping last night, two released at my mouse sanctuary at the end of the promontory and either one or two in the trap as I write. I think there is one inside and one outside so I am waiting for the outside one to become an inside one. They will go to the sanctuary at the end of the promontory when I walk the dogs soon. It is strange that I have caught two, two times in a row as that is the first time. Perhaps they are simply fighting over the yummy chocolate biscuits within.
Update! I can confirm that there is one, very small mouse within who may just have been too thick to find the doors and was trying to gnaw his way IN through the metal bars. I will leave him there until I’m ready to go. Like Eleanor with the mackerel whilst fishing with Frank, I am not happy to just take one and require at least a brace!
Last evening Ursula and Tony came for a drink before setting off for the restaurant. Now that they have their inclusive breakfast they seem to prefer to eat in the evening. I went for coffee with Fido this morning and we are meeting at Grameno Restaurant at 19:30 today.
I chatted for about an hour to an interesting Swiss guy on the beach this morning and, more briefly, with a French guy who was trying to use a card to purchase at the local supermarket. I informed him that the Paleochora branch does accept cards but not the Kountoura one.
As well as all this I have fortified the locker against rodents by blocking the interconnecting passage with a large bolt I have jammed in the hole. I have cleaned up loads of rodent mess and anything in tins or jars is stored in the lower cupboard and the remainder, in plastic containers, in the newly fortified locker.
The mouse saga continues…
I have all the lockers open and have put the cushions into the store room with them balanced on the legs of upturned restaurant tables about 2,000mm from the ground.
Tony and Ursula have not long left having visited for cocktails following their day of travelling to a village on the island. They are, at least Tony is, thinking of returning to the camping for a few days before leaving Crete for Athens and to stay with outlaws.
Luis is snoring loudly at the other end of the van and was totally oblivious to the mouse which skittered out from under the heater for a long drink from his bowl which was a very short distance from his nose. Fido is in the dog house having barked one too many times at the stray dogs on the camping. I am playing with computers at EG and drinking camomile tea.
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