Holy moly it is cold out there. A storm has blown in and we are feeling like winter has arrived. Mum climbed into bed to finish off her book after work. As she was dozing off I came running in and jumped on the bed - WITH A MOUSIE IN MY MOUTH.
Then I dropped it on the bed and as it was alive it jumped under a blanket. Mum caught it and took it outside. It was a baby and mum is sure it won't survive the cold weather so that does make her a bit sad.