The revenge of the mice

While dear Giacometti is away, far away, far too far away, and alas, probably definitively out of the way, some other creatures are having a ball. We are refering to the mice. Yesterday, I found a dead wee mouse under the sink in the kitchen, it seems like he died of overeating the contents of our bin, may he rest in peace. This morning I heard a strange noise coming again from under the sink, it must have been the spouse of the mouse, it's sibling or sprogs, or some other relative or friend. At any rate, Your're never alone in a house with a mouse, it sure is great to have some company...