3TC – Cureall – The Bag Lady

Joe stood there thinking of his vain attempt, with a boggled look on his face. His goal of course, was to rid his beloved cabin of the tiny vermin which seemed to think every crack near a window was an opportunity. There had been a small vein of a tunnel near the porch, but Joe thought he had blocked it. He decided to sit back near the fire, ignore any unwanted visitors and enjoy the rest of the afternoon. A hot toddy would certainly smooth things out.

(My father-in-law used to make these for me when I had a bad cold🙄😀)