Another nice day. See yesterday, but more cloud.

 

The wombles are everywhere. they even get into the ceiling space- I hear the pitter-patter of little  footprints at night. The neighbours have had the pest-control in since they’d got into their house and raided the pantry. The neighbour on the other side has a cat with no tail. The cat with no tail is getting good at catching wombles but like our cats used to, doesn’t eat them. They did eat mice though, does that mean wombles taste bad or are they just too big to swallow?

 

The ladies are out there trying to stop wombling, one of them scratches at the gap in the fence while the other hopes to catch a womble as it escapes across the yard, she gives up too soon so they don’t make a great team. As far as I know they have only caught two this summer. Sometimes the mess the ladies make is as bad as the wombles.