... Okay so we had planned to take the weekend off, it didn't quite go to plan but at least Sunday was a day of rest!
It was all going so well... We decided to have an earlish night so we could be up early to put out the bins and recycling, make our daily calls and crack on with the bathroom and floor as soon as possible, but as we are fast finding out; nothing seems to ever go to plan! What is it about Sunday nights and that Opossum? I woke with a start, thought nothing of it and went to the loo, when I got back Kris asked why I had been crashing about, it wasn't me! Then it started, we were both out of bed before you could say Opossum, it sounded like it had come through the 'dog flap' from the garage into the kitchen/dining room/lounge. Thankfully it hadn't so we put a stool in front of the ‘flap’ in case he got brave and we went back to bed, not to sleep I hasten to add, how noisy. The next morning we slowly entered the garage expecting to be confronted with a black, furry, pointed noise creature, but there was nothing, or so I thought! Monday night was a repeat of Sunday so on Tuesday night we laid a trap. Now what Kris had omitted to tell me was that there was plenty of evidence, he had found heaps of fruit peel left behind by our 'lodger'. I went to sleep quite content on Tuesday night thinking that it would be a quiet night, surely the trap would catch our furry friend and I would sleep. Yeah Right Oh! The Opossum was playing games, how did he get in and miss the trap? He must have been there all the time, it was okay the stool was blocking his entrance to the house, but hang on there's a noise which is closer, it’s in the room. I investigated, there was nothing, just a snoring Mister Dyer, so back I went to bed praying to get to sleep despite the crashing and banging coming from the garage. Then I hear it again, with all my might I managed to wake Kris who was not best pleased but after I put on the light, screamed he was awake. There was something hiding behind the boxes, so in his boxer shorts, barefoot and armed with a broom he tapped away at the boxes. Well you have never seen a pair of pink pyjamas move so fast onto the sofa! It was a bloody rat just feet or should I say just metres from our bed which I hasten to add is also on the floor. We lost it, into the wall it went, there was nothing we could do except go back to bed, for the second time, Yeah Right Oh!
So at lunchtime while making our well-deserved lunch I came across half a loaf of 'rat' chewed bread. So I have now bought a rat trap, peanut butter and poison (Kiwi friendly) for the rat and an apple and condensed milk to lure in the Opossum. I want to sleep tonight!!!!!!
Now for other news, the shower is in its priming stage so looking lovely and white, the floor is becoming more wood than carpet, Kris started some ‘proper’ work but has now gone fishing and I had a lovely douche with hot water, a bucket and some very cold water from the garden hose.
Welcome to paradise! It has been a beautifully hot and sunny autumn day, let’s just hope this lovely day continues through the night and I have a night full of sleep! Somehow with the noise (hopefully) of traps catching our friends (which I have to say makes me sad as I hate to kill things but they are pests and not Kiwi friendly), I have a feeling that I may be very tired in the morning!
To be continued…..
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