Mr. (or is it Mrs?) Mole

John found this confused mole sitting in our compost heap in the chicken run and saved it from being pecked to death by the hens. It seemed to be healthy and unscathed, but a bit disorentated. So he scooped it up, showed it to me for the blip and then we took it to a neighbouring field and put it under some plants. He (or she) scuttled away and is now hopefully safely underground. I had never seen a live mole before so was quite excited about it. Look at those nails!