Came across this tiny chap while I was in Heave, near Kendal. I didn't have my Gadget for scale, but he wasn't much over an inch long. He (she?) didn't seem to be bothered by my presence at all, which was worrying - surely even baby mice know to run by instinct? But it didn't look ill and it kept stopping to eat. Great big back legs, anyway; I'm guessing wood mouse.
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Very sweet Kate:)
He yamps about like a gerbil we used to have. Last year there were mice in our wood pile (bees this) but they seemed much longer and skinier than this chubby chap. I suspect ours may have been house and this one is wood/field.
I've seen plenty of mice like this one - sadly they're usually dead or injured, in my utility room, courtesy of my cats. Occasionally I manage to rescue one before it gets shredded. You're right - they never seem too scared of humans, and I've managed to entice them into jam jars so I can take them out.
It seems everyone's tripping over the things except me. :) Maybe I should check my hedgehog house and see if there are any mice in there.
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