ok, that sounds much worse on a web page than it did on my head. would it make things sound any better if i told you that i actually mounted it on my heel? it doesn’t really does it??? ok, well it just wasn’t a good situation. this is what happened…

i walk to the end of my garden, in a rush to leave the house when all of a sudden i stand on something rather squidgy to the touch. frightened that i’d stood on one of my cats paws (don’t even ask!), i looked down quickly, only to find a mouse hanging off of my heel. before you know it i’m yelping like a little girl and jumping up and down on the other foot in the hope that it would fall off.

it turns out hugo the lickle (only not so lickle) ginger cat had thought it would be lovely to bring me a gift in the form of the bottom half of a mouse. nice. please someone tell him that perfume or a handbag would be much more gratefully received in future. instead, i had to go to work with mouse blood on my heel - not quite the look i was going for!

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