This poor girl set up her nest on our bathroom windowsill. Kim wouldn't let me get rid of them. She said that we should leave the window open and they would make their way out when they hatched. Hmm. Interesting theory. Anyway, once they hatched she changed her mind about the subject but still wanted to spare their lives. I explained that they would die as a result of being moved anyway, and that the mother was due to die anyway. If you look at her abdomen it has collapsed as a result of her starving herself to protect her babies. Anyway I scooped them up as gently as I could and sat them in the pile of wood in the garden. Who knows, they might make it.
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