Charlie's blog

On Sunday morning  me and my dad were going to go around the farm. I went to get my hat but it smelled of urine. So I got Danny my younger brother to smell it and he said it smelled. When I got home my Mum said that mice had been living in our hats so that explained it. My Mum made my Dad sniff the hats to see if they needed a wash because she thought there would be a mouse in the hat basket. Lucky my cricket bag was zipped up.