We have good news and bloody irritating news chez Allergic Towers. I started to clear The Heap under the coffee table & found the (very) deceased mouse before it had the chance to decompose at all, which is A Good Thing.
On the irritating news front, I was due a Covid test this morning prior to my nerve block on Thursday. Having not received any details by Friday, I called the hospital and was told very specifically 11.35am for the Covid test. Got up at 8am, had a shower, got downstairs to find the letter from the hospital had arrived - stating 8-8.30am! It's taken me until now to get hold of anyone who could tell me that yes the letter was right.
Cue panic stations, as if I have to wait much longer for the nerve block I may break down. However she did say that I can go tomorrow at 8-8.30am instead and that will be OK (phew).
Cats are now confused, as I went through "going out first thing" type procedures, and now haven't gone anywhere. Girlcat is further confused as she can't find the mouse that was definitely alive last time she saw it - but I'm not getting her another one!