Good news! Further to my news below about our war on the vermin in our roof space, I am pleased to report that my advice seems to have worked. At just before 4am today my dad was woken by a loud bang in the attic which turned out to be our humane trap springing. Obviously the local vermin are very partial to the bait of Werthers chocolate and dad proudly emerged from above this morning bearing a rat in a trap. Mum then insisted that he drive it a mile up the road and release it in the vines. I was all for having a bit of sport with it but that was apparently frowned upon. Still, now, hopefully, we will no longer have the patter of tiny feet overhead all night long. A dog has to sleep after all.
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