Damn Useless Cats!

Merdre!

I went out to the barn today during a brief sunny interlude between winter storms to move the jag out, in preparation for replacing my exhaust. I opened the bonnet and saw the above in the area next to the battery (I have a battery cut-off switch that is always the first thing I do when starting the car.) I need to rearrange the lift to do this exhaust job.

Upon further investigation I found this around the brake system:

shit!

Obviously some small rodent has taken up residence in the slumbering Jaguar. We have several cats who live in the barn that have for years have kept the car mouse-free… they are obviously sleeping on the job! I can’t stand the creatures (I’m allergic to them for one thing) but I tolerate them if only for this single purpose. I’m informing the rest of the family, who DO like them far more than I do, that they are to have their rations cut. Obviously they have become fat and lazy and incapable of the task.

grrrr.

I ran into town (in the 65E) and grabbed a box of moth balls and threw a few around the engine bay and interior. The car is up on ramps and jack stands now (above the dropped lift) and I’m in the process of removing the exhaust system. More news on that later.

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