The Harvesters

It reminded me of a scene from a Benny Hill sketch. Anne, Simon and I were chasing around trying our best to stop them escaping.

I had been told Natural Surroundings (call in for a coffee it’s a great place www.naturalsurroundings.info) had a surplus of their captive bred Harvest Mice. I wanted to start a small colony here at Falcon Cottage so Anne and Simon kindly donated a few mice for me to release here in the wildflower area. I was lent a few containers in which to place them to convey them safely. The mice however had other ideas. That’s when the fun started. They did eventually succumbed to a little persuasion and were temporarily encased. I duly strapped the containers into the front seat of the car for the journey and on arrival home, before I did anything else, I released them.

All immediately ran off into the undergrowth but the last little critter decided he wanted to hang around … literally. I gave him a feed of seeds and a blackberry; although he eventually disappeared I was able to get a few snaps of him before he slowly clambered off.