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The Beginnings

Thursday, July 9

This account is dedicated to the plight of shannon street seven as they endeavour to catch the mouse that has been tormenting them.

The story began 3 weeks ago when, during the night, inexplainable gnawings began appearing in fruit and assorted foodstuffs left on kitchen worktops. It soon became obvious that the night time gnoshings were the work of a furry little invader helping himself to whatever he could find. In subsequent days the happy-go-lucky residents began noticing the disturbing appearance of mouse dropping littering their living space; contaminating the sacred zone they call home.

At first the problem was laughed of as an insignificant obstacle that could be dealt with using the most basic form of trap and the panacea of mouse food, cheese. However, much to the dismay of the troubled flat-mates, the cunning critter evaded all traps and continued feasting on any available delicacies. With the gravity of the situation sinking in, poison was acquired and strategically placed....again to no avail.

So here we are, stuck in conflict with vermin that evades traps, turns his nose up at cheese, is too clever for poison and continues to probe further into dwellings of our home. It's war!!!

From now on no holds will be barred as elaborate traps are created and night-time cameras are set up in the battle for 8 Shannon st. Running with this blog will be daily footage of marauding mice, traps and narratives of the flat-mates involved in the conflict.

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