Big Game Hunting

This little vole fellow was ambling in the hall. I think he just came in for a heat (or it may have had something to do with next door getting two very curious cats). So while he happily enjoyed the warmth of my hand I fashioned a rudimentary nest using a bird box in the garage. Being the big softy I am I left him some food and water. I doubt he'll still be there tomorrow but at least my conscience is clear. *


* If the garden is over run with voles this coming summer I may change my opinion about the little fur balls.