The little bastard is currently in the kitchen, staring fixedly at the wall, wherefrom there is emerging skritching noises. Great. So sometime in the next couple of days I'll need to go out in the garage and see if I can figure out where the access point is that the mice found. Fan f-ing tastic.
It took me two hours to get to sleep earlier. Wonder how long it will take this time.
Furry little bastard.
