On Saturday, I worked outside planting my pots and cleaning up around the yard. I'm pleased with my work but there is more to do. I had piled some old hanging pots and other items at the back of the garage, to be dumped and put away at a later date.
As I was back there looking to see if the chicks & hens were growing, some kind of critter darted out from under a plant. It scared me to death, I jumped and yelled and then tried to think of what I had seen.
It was too big to be a mouse, and I hoped it was not a rat.
The more I thought about it, the more I knew I had to move all those pots and see what I could see. I didn't want to provide a home for something I didn't want living in the yard.
|Flopsy or Mopsy or Cottontail?|
After moving and dumping the pots I was surprised to see this guy hiding in plain sight.
He's a cutie and I left him alone and he has moved on. I've seen Mom in the yard so no doubt he found her again and has found a better hiding spot.
At least I know my heart is good.