By most peoples standards I would say I’m considered an animal lover, the blog is littered with tales of creatures that I’ve saved. But I’m afraid that last night was one paw print too far.

It’s been very warm just lately - that much so, that I’ve got the fans out of storage and have left them on at night – we can’t all have air conditioning. I’ve even got rid of the duvet and we’re just got a top sheet covering us. Which was probably why I woke up.

You know when you’re in that state of semi sleep? Not properly asleep, but still sort of vaguely aware of background noise – the sound of the fan, the dawn chorus starting up outside….the cat jumping off the bed. And a few minutes after that the strange feeling of something crawling up the sheet between me and Himself.

I didn’t register the sensation straight away, but I’ll admit that I came awake rather quickly when it eventually sank in – and just to prove that I was fully awake I shot out of bed.

To be fair, this didn’t bother the mouse in the slightest; it continued its rather shaky walk up towards the pillows. The cat had obviously been ‘playing’ with it as it was damp and in a state of shock. In fact, it was nearly as shocked as me.

The cat by the way, was sat on the window sill looking outside and when I shouted at her she shot out of the window – I think even she may have cottoned on that this time she had pushed her luck too far.

You can tell how disorientated the mouse was, it let me pick it up without trying to jump six foot in the air. It then let me carry it downstairs and even sat on my arm as I fought to unlock the front door. A quick look outside and I left it on the front step – it wasn’t there this morning, so either the cat had found it again and taken it off, or it had wandered away all by itself.

Himself of course, slept all the way through the three in a bed experience, although he wasn’t too pleased when he found out. He’s going to have to find a way of putting some mesh up to the window – because it’s too hot to keep the window closed, but even I draw the line at sharing my bed with a mouse.

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You’ll be pleased to know that Pooks managed to control herself and is not under arrest for the murder of several members of her family. She decided to try pill popping instead – she spent yesterday in a drug crazed state. Love and peace, man. You’d think she’d set a better example to her children.

Oh OK – she’s not some drug crazed addict; she had a reaction to a new antihistamine tablet and it knocked her out. It just makes me feel better knowing that someone else can out do my escapades every now and again.

And moving on very quickly before she thumps me – today’s pictures. Where did everyone go?