Second Chances

George has had to share his top spot as the cutest male in the house, with the birth of our son Henry, after an unsettled few days (mainly dealing with the all the excitable visitors to be honest), he seems to have relaxed into it quiet well.


Not a good month for the various shrews, voles and field mice, around Birch Cottage at the moment. Normally I give them a second chance when George brings them in, but because of my lack of sleep and usually having a baby in one arm, I just throw cat & mouse straight out the door to settle their differences. I don’t think much is left of the rodent at the end of this process…

Found a funny looking thread on the rug tonight, only on closer inspection turned out to be a mouse tail, hmm.. nice, it promptly got cremated.