... in a wee cage in my library are two *tiny* voles. Youngsters. Waffles
brought one in - alive & unmarked, with her usual announcement of "Mowz!"
then dropping it at my feet. As it was a youngster it wasn't wise enough to
run, but stayed at my feet so I could pick it up. No sooner had I placed
Waffles's offering in the cage, then I heard noises of paw swiping with
claws extended... around the corner in the hall was Marble, *not* being kind
to his playmate and about to deliver the final blow. I managed to grab the
vole - also a youngster and popped it in the cage. I was not hopeful of this
one.

However, several hours later and sitting in a little bed of straw, munching
on cucumber, greens and mixed seeds are two of the cutest rodents on the
planet :-) I kid you not - each one is less than two inches long and less
than an inch wide... tiny balls of fur, very much alive and well.

Come morning I'll release them into the undergrowth on the banks of the
stream.

Cheers, helen s