Mice. They're cute but bastards, chewing through my electricity cables and shitting everywhere. Just look at what they did to the wall behind the fridge (pic on the right). They came in through the airbrick and nibbled their way through what looks like layers of Tescos bags and Jeff Banks wallpaper, which would usually lead to a rant about lazy decorators, but I can't be arsed. Does need redecorating, though, that wallpapers gotta be 20 years old.
We had mice downstairs (Jerry Jingles and family) and some upstairs too (Kevin and family). Jerry Jingles' lot liked coffee and would nibble through that, and Kevin's lot had quite a fondness for painkillers and would regularly make a beeline to all the tasty medication. They had to go, but humanely.
Hope they're OK in the woods, they annoyed me thoroughly but I still feel horrible about leaving them to fend for themselves in the woods :'(