As we speak we are "sans weasel"- without the weasel- weaselless and unweaselled! We found him lurking in the new electric fuse cupboard, so he was trapped in a bucket and ejected to the marsh. Poor thing must have been ravenous!!!
Then just when you think all is clear another problem arises. The stray jet black cat has been around quite a lot recently in the gardens. Everytime you catch a glimpse of it the cat runs like a rocket across the fields. Charles Le Baron is still a little un-nerved by the cat and is still rubbing the fur from in the front of his ears frantically trying to leave his scent.
We have no idea if the black cat is a "tom" or a pregnant female ( please no!) looking for somewhere to have her litter. I did see Charles having a stand off with it as I watched through the window and after a time they just turned away and walked in different directions.
Saturday morning we went into the new building to find a wet patch in the builders sand and looked for a leak in the ceiling but could see nothing and it remained a mystery. Yesterday morning I opened the pantry door and the most hideous smell of cat pee hit me. Surely not Charles? Definitely not Charles he is such a clean cat. Then last night as we sat watching TV, Charles on my lap and Diggers sprawled on the sofa there was a crash in the cuisine. Mark got there just in time to see the black cat disappear through the cat flap!
So he or she is now entering through two cat flaps in the night to get to the cuisine. If it uses two cat flaps it must have had a home at some time and not be just a feral farm cat?
So what do we do? We cannot close up the cat flaps as poor Charles will have no freedom. Do we try and catch the cat and take it to the vet to see if it is a "tom" or a mademoiselle. If it is an un-neutered tom I would be happy to pay for the op and he can stay if he wants. If it is a Mademoiselle with a litter on board heaven knows what we will do. Suggestions please?