A worn out M

and where better to sleep than in mousey although earlier he chose a shoe box lid, loads of room.

The new grey boy came out last night to play with Mackie, they romped up and down the hall way, and again earlier this morning, great to hear them. We both could make out the little noises the grey one made when wandering around in the night, little mewing sounds, although the crash bang did make me leap out of bed. Nothing too awful but he must have scuttled away terrified. He’s very slowly making headway and the lovely M is his guiding light.