4.50am and it sound like the roof is falling apart. The worst rainstorm I have ever experienced came to it's climax and holy smoke what a noise. The tiles on the roof were slamming, the lightning's were brighting up the whole room. I was just waiting for Emelie to open the door and get down in my bed but she never did...
The cat...where is the cat...outside of course. At 6.45am when I got up I open the door and the cat were sitting in the sofa soaking wet. She is absolutely scared to death and it's been a long time since she were so friendly.
I prepare breakfast as usual and after waking up the kids I thought it was best to go down and check the basement...flooding...one bucket of water and after the floor was dry again I go back upstairs to the kitchen, open the door under the zinc and...
We have had a little mice running around here since June. There has been no way to catch him. We've tried everything. His been able to eat the food we put out but avoiding the trap. This morning when I open the door, there he is! Dead, very dead. Hopefully it was only him and we can forget about mice hunting for a while.
Look what it did to my orchid when I was away this summer.
All this and it's not even 9am. I'm going to prepare myself a coffee and relax before I continue my day. Let's see what more is awaiting me :-)
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