Bats in the Belfrey, Rats in the Basement.

its either rats, or woodchucks, we don't hear them, or see them... just have evidence that someone very small but bigger than a mouse, is making tunnels to get into the basement. . . how much do i want woodchucks? a whole lot.
sort of like snakes, i think, the fear of the 'rat' is an old one. oooold.
where does this come from? all i have is holes in the ground and I am plunged into a sense of dread that I am stumbling around. really ? what story am i telling myself about this? do i see floods of rats running from the house in a big rain? do i see pestilence? will the children be overrun?
hello.
nutball.

getting ready to have  a lunch of leftovers and very very happy about it. very.
and clearly, out of material for the blogging... heh.