Marsupial Mouse

Several times recently we have been watched, in the kitchen and outside at the barbeque, by a marsupial mouse.  The other night he zigged when he should have zagged and ended up in Skinny's jaws.  Skinny is a fussy eater and mice are toys, not food.  Pleased with his catch he brought the unfortunate creature into our bedroom, and let it go, so we could watch his prowess no doubt!  Unfortunately it was the middle of the night and his audience was largely unappreciative at best.

He re-caught it, and trotted back to the kitchen, where he must have let it go again.  It scampered up the pillar and onto the exposed beams on the wrong side of the kitchen - no boltholes there!!

Later that morning he was cowering in the albeit cobwebby corner, and still later he used my absence to feed the ducks and the cats fridge top nap time to make good his escape.... probably off to have a nervous breakdown in the peace and quiet of the space between the inner and outer walls!!