Tae a moose.

Wee, sleekit, cow'rin tim'rous beastie,
Oh fit a panic's in thy breastie.
Thou need nae rin awa sae hastie
Wi' bickering brattle.
I wad be laithe tae rin an' chase thee................

Just get on the trap and let me get thee!

We have a moose! Mrs DD has seen it and we have the evidence to prove it's in the utility room. But it's been evading us for a couple of weeks now and this is the sight I got when I went out to walk Moss this morning.

Nearly all the chocolate gone and the trap still set. Sorry beastie, but it will be the poison the neet!