Mouse rules...

Animals are funny. Two months ago we were kicked out of our house but one member of the family steadfastly refused to go. This is Mouse. Anyone familiar with a Burmese knows how tenacious they can be. While we hunker down in our granny flat, Mouse has decided she would prefer to continue to live in the main house. She has her own room (one that's been least affected by the renovation) and she sleeps there in her basket – often during the day – with all the banging and crashing going on around her. The builders have been totally accommodating, almost working around her. She might pay us a visit downstairs during the day. Sometimes she wanders around the property and catches up with the neighbour's cat. But, at night, she packs herself off again to her own room to bed (only this time she goes with a cuddle, a bowl of food and a hot-water bottle to see her through the night). Bob the dog, on the other hand, has fully accepted his new home, which is the size of a motel unit, and is currently snoring on the couch.