Country life..againEverything done and I'm ready for an afternoon of rugby but first must just check the chickens, big mistake, took a few bits of salad stuff with me chucked it over the fence. Oh dear I've a chicken hobbling worse than me, I'm waiting for a new knee.it then decides it didn't want catching and let's play hide and seek below the fig tree, air is now turning blue. Finally caught the little darling, under my arm and hobble to the garage to find a box, no boxes I know cat basket, cat basket is in the garage loft more blue air, now where my brains were I've no idea because I'm now climbing the ladder still with little poppet under my arm, yes it's looking at me all the time like I'm bonkers, dam can't reach the basket, back down grab a broom, back up, yes still haven't put down the chicken, hook the basket and down we come. Chicken is now sat on the kitchen table while I think, shame I didn't do that first. I know I'll go to my farmer neighbour and ask their advice, now bear in mind walking is not easy so I pop the chicken in the basket on the seat next to me and drive the 200 meters. Explain to said neighbours I think it's ill do I need to go to the vets with it, chicken is thoroughly checked while their laughing to inform me nothing wrong with it it's just old.
Back now I can watch the rugby, Sat quite happily and a mouse runs across the floor. Normally I manage to guide them out through the front door, not this one, furniture moved so it runs to the other end of the room, more furniture moved, Hoover going, yes they don't like that sound.my friend comes round to make sure I'm behaving and relaxing. Now there's the two of us trying to catch it, me with a useless leg and as she's just had an op on her shoulder one arm.what's it doing, it's climbing my bottles of wine in the rack and I'm not happy at that, as we take out the bottom row up it goes, next row up it goes, it now has a broom up its bum and sets off across the floor again. Yes finally got it in a bucket and dispatched, it should never have touched my wine.
is in it's nature way of life.
Well like you said country life.
Better a mouse than a pig or rat in yout bed
an exterminator will do best
Im just curious as to what game you were watching?
but to practice in your back yard my back yard too small
driver license. is why we're kaput
with a .22 caliber would be enough to practice.