This is Clio. She arrived 2 or so years ago. The story goes like this and this is absolutely true...
Decided to go to lunch in town, walked into the barn and could hear odd animal noises, looked around and found nothing. Drove into town, had lunch, dropped the boys off at the swimming pool and drove home. Pulled into the barn and could hear the noises again. Looked around and realised the noises were coming from the car. Looked in the engine bay, in the wheel arches and found nothing. The noise seemed to be moving from front to back so we looked inside the car.... Finally we realised there was a creature in the bit where the exhaust goes down the middle of the car. Enticed it out and there you go. She'd obviously been dumped at the side of the road and found her way into the barn...looked around and no siblings. We assume that she was underneath the car on the journey into town and is very luck not to have fallen out....she would have been Clio Lane then and not just Clio (we had a Renault CLio at the time). We were all madly allergic to her to start with but took antihistamines and we now seem to have desinsitised to her. She rules the roost with an iron fist!!
Here's "He Who Must Not Be Named" who despite our best efforts has been named Salvador as Mrs HP reckons he looks like Dali (the artist not the speakers). He's not allowed in the house but has a nice warm house/bed in the back porch. He just turned up from the farm up the hill and never left. He never shuts up!
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Originally Posted by Macca
