Just as I was going to have my early evening nap, someone knocked on my door. It was my neighbour who likes to come around for a coffee and good nosey around and gossip (always inconvenient and not invited

).
The Typ who walks around picking things up to investigate, 0hhh ahhhh what’s that is it new?
Today as she walked past the playpen her nose twitched. I have not cleaned Nibbles new wheel as to let him get used to it, and he’s has peed in it quite a lot

I could see by her face: she had a whiff of that wheel and said: it smells of Maggie here (the German marmite). Have you dropped some on the floor?
At first I was not going to say anything, but she was sniffing around looking for the slash of maggie. Me: oh that! No it’s just my hamsters wheel, he’s peed in it and I have not cleaned it yet.

She didn’t want a coffee, nor a chat or a biscuit… never got rid of her so easy before

thanks Nibbles. But I will clean that wheel tomorrow