I needed some more heddles on the loom, so I went to the heddle drawer.
This is what I found:
(Probably it was mice rather than rats, but... And it smelled!)
Well. No heddles, no threading. No threading, no weaving. And I don't have to do them all, not immediately, anyway.
Some hours (and a trip in the washing machine) later:
But I guess I know what to do in spare moments for some time to come... at least on sunny days, so I can sit outside!