Tuesday, 31 May 2011

Mousehole


When I cleaned out the chickens, I found the woodlice pictured yesterday. When I cleaned out the rabbits, I found this mouse.

Unfortunately for him, he didn't have a decent escape route planned out and ended up trying to pretend he wasn't there in the top corner of the hutch. That good old flawed theory - if I can't see them, they can't see me.

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