The office mouse returned today.
He scurried across the floor from underneath my colleague's desk and came running towards me. When he reached my desk, he sat at the side of my chair, and remained there quietly. We co-existed happily side by side, there was no squealing from either of us. We were quite content.
Until a colleague tried to capture him with a teacup.
Wisely he ran off again. I miss him.
I know other people are disgusted by mice, but it was the closest I've come to having a pet since I've lived in London.