Oh no! But beautifully written in such a gloriously gentle and amusing way that it was a delight to read so Mildred’s end has at least provided that. Thank you for these.
Oh no! Sounds like you gave us the wrong brother! Hamish caught 5 in one week while still in his buster collar 😂 I think the mice have taken the hint now, although he still sleeps on the kitchen bin to keep an eye on things at nights.
Oh, I got a great guffaw out of your starter story! So sorry to hear of it's and I'm assuming the mouse's demise. Gotta love Mother Nature. Can you fill in the gaps in the plumbing main with that spray foam that expands? I suppose the mice could chew through it but, it would at least slow them down.
Richard in Southeast North Carolina across the Pond.
I’m sure your poor starter gave that poor wee mouse one heck of a drunken send off, but it really is a waste!
I wonder how many tastebuds Mildred delighted over those years? (I know I certainly enjoyed what you both made when I visited you 🥰) And how many descendants of Mildred are still out there, from your courses?
Oh no! But beautifully written in such a gloriously gentle and amusing way that it was a delight to read so Mildred’s end has at least provided that. Thank you for these.
Oh no! Sounds like you gave us the wrong brother! Hamish caught 5 in one week while still in his buster collar 😂 I think the mice have taken the hint now, although he still sleeps on the kitchen bin to keep an eye on things at nights.
So sorry to hear about Mildred, but thank you for sharing your story with us and giving us a moment to chuckle and imagine living where you do :)
Oh, I got a great guffaw out of your starter story! So sorry to hear of it's and I'm assuming the mouse's demise. Gotta love Mother Nature. Can you fill in the gaps in the plumbing main with that spray foam that expands? I suppose the mice could chew through it but, it would at least slow them down.
Richard in Southeast North Carolina across the Pond.
RIP Mildred and Long Live Enid!
I’m sure your poor starter gave that poor wee mouse one heck of a drunken send off, but it really is a waste!
I wonder how many tastebuds Mildred delighted over those years? (I know I certainly enjoyed what you both made when I visited you 🥰) And how many descendants of Mildred are still out there, from your courses?
enjoyed reading your story. not sure I could live under the threat of a mouse invasion
I too killed my sourdough, or at least thought I did
will be trying again