After a blustery night, about half the leaves are down from the maple tree, and I can see Pike's Peak again through the branches. Meanwhile, Embers has been keeping watch in the kitchen, staring at the gap under the stove. Last night I saw a mouse dash across the counter and jump down through the cold burner into the stove. I lifted the lid and filled the pan below the burners with water--It needed cleaning anyway! Mousie had gone down the vent, and did not reappear, but was probably not going... Sign in to see full entry.