At home: Field voles bad day x

I thought it was just humans that bad days. The cat came trotting in and dropped this vole at my feet. We all reacted pretty quickly. The cat ran off, the vole went to hide and I went to lock the cat out whilst finding a vessel to capture the vole for release.

On return the field vole had taken the same posture as I would feel on a bad day! Face the wall and in Beatrix potter style narrative went on to sob in the corner of the room!

I can see where she must have got her inspiration from. Anyway...Mr Vole wiped his eyes and obligingly climbed into the jug. He seemed pleased with the field and the long grass I placed him in, although seemed to mutter something about the long walk home!