Well, I am happy to say we don't have any nesting mice in the compost box! Robert emptied it all out and went through it. (I was too scared to do it on my own in case we found a nest of babies because at that point their fate would have been horribly sealed).
There wasn't any evidence of any nest or tunneling, and in fact most of the box was pretty damp and well composted down. I have now moved the box further away from the house and put all the compost back. I will be sure to bury any veggies I am composting from now on and not just leave them in the top as I have been doing, this may be a deterrent.
This whole incident also finally forced us to clean out the garage too which was long overdue. All the clutter is now gone and we have lots of bags for Goodwill so all in all it was a good day.
Did I mention what wonderful weather we are having? I am always struck by how amazingly happy something simple like opening the windows in the house can make me feel. Priceless!
Christie’s Journal: “And The Letters Came.”
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