Adventures with a shrew. No photos.
Iâve been sharing my house with a shrew, the small brown furry kind, with a twitchy nose. When I sit at my computer upstairs, I can hear her (Iâll call her, âher/sheâ) scrabbling/scratching around somewhere. Seen her running around downstairs in the kitchen, in the living room, running past my feet and disappearing under the settee - for several weeks! I donât know what sheâs been eating, but she seems to be doing ok.
Was watching BBC news on TV this afternoon, Liz Truss/Sunak and all that, and in the corner of an eye I caught sight of her running towards my feet and disappearing again under the settee in the direction of the kitchen.
Opened up a fresh tin of cat food and placed 3 small lumps where my feet would have been and waited with feet up on settee, with a clear open-topped plastic box in my hand. She turned up a few minutes later and started exploring the 3 blobs of cat food, decided which one she liked best, appeared to be fussy, then started to eat. Being distracted by the food she was eating, I was able to slowly lower the plastic box, and caught her! At last, because Iâve tried several times before, but she was always so alert. Must have been really hungry this time!
Slid an old stiff Christmas card carefully under the box so that I could carry her outside to release her. And my goodness, how animated she became, trying to get her nose between the box and the Christmas card â it was touch and go! She was furious!
When I released her into long grass on the edge of a field, she was reluctant to leave, climbed into the palm of my hand sniffing my fingers with that constantly twitching whiskery nose, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
I donât know how she got from upstairs to downstairs and back again. My walls inside are stone built, so maybe she climbed up and down the mortared joints.
How she came into the house in the first place Iâm not sure, but one or two of my cats sometimes bring live prey indoors and release them unharmed.