I thought my eyesight was failing. I saw something scurry into the garage upon my return home from my daily hike.
It was this adorable little Martes foina. It decided to hide for a bit under one of Dr Livingstone's hairy cases. Chappy looked very fluffy, exhausted and sleepy (bit like me right now, minus fur). It looked at me for a little while. It couldn't leg it, I was kinda blocking its escape route. So I sat myself down, took my camera and let the creature dart off outside.
So now we know in future: If Dr Livingstone claims he cleaned up the garage and it still looks like a mess, it propably was the marter! Mihi. Just kidding, dear!