The end of the month.

That’s the time to check the state of the finances amongst other things. I discovered I have one less account – the car loan has been paid in full. Happy days.

I thought that was the end of my excitement for the day.

I was wrong.

I was sitting here minding my own business while Penny napped on the couch opposite. The next thing, her arse exploded. There is no other way of putting it. She was as surprised as I was and we both made a dash for the door. She hared out onto the grass while I turned to survey the damage. My stomach churned. The stench was appalling and the mess was – well – very messy – part solid, part liquid.

As I was surveying the damage there was a bang from the kitchen. My mousetrap had gone off. I had heard some scraping noises a couple of days ago and had set the trap and then forgotten about it. Now the poor little bugger had met his demise, also in a very messy way. It’s a very powerful trap.

The washing machine is now churning away. Luckily the couch had a blanket covering it, so the blanket is now in a hot wash with disinfectant.

The mouse is in the bin and the trap disinfected. It’s not a very dignified end for the wee creature but I’m not in the mood for digging graves today.

Life is a barrel of laughs in the Manor.