Maurice and his Educated Rodents

....Was the title of a Terry Pratchett book, the story of Marice the cat and his team of magically influenced talking mice, who came to a partnership to effectively fake the whole pied piper thing to fleece unsuspecting townships of their fortune.

Thing is you see, these mice were educated, the could think and talk.

Well I thing the little bastards have been round my way. Allow me to explain. I own a caravan, kept in storage on a former farm near home. Siad farm now has high security CCTV, razor wire fences, secure electronic locks etc, to keep the theiving scum of our society out. Now I don;t expect these measures to deter mice, that would be expecting too much. There are however bait boxes to poison any visiting rodents one of which is fixed to the fence right alongside my caravan.

Caravans generally have one or more vents to prevent condensation build up and keep them aired. Mine are in the floor, but that's okay, as it is a foot off the ground. Except it's not okay, because some enterprising mouse has chewed through the plastic vent and got in, wrecking the soft upholstery inside, presumably because the little vandal couldn't find anything else to eat. But hold on, how does a single mouse reach over a foot from ground level to vent to chew trhoguh the grille inthe first place? Either he's a very tall mouse, he had a step ladder or he had help. I reckon four mice standing on each others shoulders would do it. Or perhaps 7 in a pyramid, for better stability whilst the to one chewed? Which then poses the question, did he chew the grille, or did he have a small motorised chainsaw. Was this a cunningly planned "mouse breaking"

I tell you, they really are incredibly intelligent pan dimensional beings (Douglas Adams, you have a lot to answer for)