Stumbled across a very tame Wood Mouse at Willington Gravel Pits yesterday (4th January 2015). Was a very cold morning with very dense mist over the lakes so went for a wonder, well couldn't see anything anyway. I reckon this particular mouse was a bit cold and was obviously very hungry and was completely oblivious to my presence and allowed me to get to within a few inches whilst scampering along grass stems, bramble stalks and teasels.
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'My nose is cold' |