That’s right. This little critter would likely have met his end under my lawnmower this morning if I didn’t gather him up and place him in a flower pot on the porch. I promptly released him when I was done mowing.



If he wasn’t about the size of a large mouse and cute as a button I likely wouldn’t have had as much sympathy for him. Who knows, when he is a little older if our paths cross I might even be the one to end him for messing up my lawn.