As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, Ms. Duck and I had a gig for a New Years Eve casino party. What I didn't mention was that while grabbing a blackjack table for the party, I noticed that a mouse had chewed a large hole in the felt.
Obviously, I couldn't use this one, so I loaded another and off we went.
I waited until the temperature warmed a little and since it got up into the low 70s yesterday I replaced the felt.
Much better, no?
The mouse? Lets just say that my blackjack table was his last meal.