The joys of house-sitting

The local owl population will have gone hungry today due to this intrepid hunter killing FOUR of their meals - field mice or shrews? - overnight and leaving the evidence around the house.

His accomplice (pictured on the left, looking guilty) found one of the corpses and brought it upstairs to my bedroom. Luckily I spotted it, unlike the other morning when I stepped on one, camouflaged by the pattern in the carpet, as I was getting dressed. 

My day improved after that. I travelled into Glasgow to meet cousin Alison for a very pleasant lunch in Browns and caught up briefly with Lulabel as well. 

I'm off to heat up a glass of mulled wine. Have a good pre-Christmas weekend, blipmates.