When my kids were young they read a whole set of marvellous animal books, in the Lucy Daniels’ Animal Ark series.
I enjoyed reading these too. (Young at heart; what can I say!)
The stories were titled: Hamster in the Hamper, Puppies in the Pantry etc
So that explains my title; Squirrels in the Sun-Roof. (Why Sun-Roof you ask? Well it had to begin with ‘S’, and the sun does beat down relentlessly on the roof all summer!)
But unfortunately, the actual story is not as enchanting!
I love seeing squirrels in the garden, and have done a series of posts on them pottering round my lawn.
However, now they are in my roof!
Not so much fun!
They wake me up in the wee hours, clog dancing on the wafer-thin ceiling; dropping their apparently extremely heavy food and generally making enough noise to wake the dead. Certainly, it carries through my earplugs, which claim to keep out 35 decibels!
As these lights are jolly hard to find, (and expensive), my husband has fixed up a couple of desk lamps, set on timers. He also went out and hacked off a few convenient (to the squirrel) branches on the syringa and loquat trees.
Last night, I did not hear the squirrels at all.
Of course, I may have been too darn tired to wake; even from the dead!