There has been a rustling in the rafters at night in the Gard manoir.
Not just scratching, but also the sound of large boulders being moved around and the odd squeak.
Out with the humane trap it was, baited with a slice of apple coated with peanut butter.
It never fails.
Next morning we had a double catch.
They were promptly released at a derelict house about a mile away, where they were probably eaten alive by the many buzzards hanging around.
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