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Cosy nights

March 25, 2013 2 comments

Before I get into bed, I always check on Galileo, who sleeps on the carpet on Clive’s side next to Joules.

It’s not that I expect him to be anything other than supremely comfortable.

It’s just that some of his poses are so cute.

Here he’s made himself the perfect little nest in his blanket and is curled up as tight as a snail.

Galileo curled up in his blanket

Galileo curled up in his blanket

Here he’s on his back, squirming with pleasure at the warmth of Joules’ fur, while Joules himself is out for the count!

Galileo wriggling beside Joules

Galileo on his back beside Joules

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Kepler’s privations

December 9, 2012 3 comments
Kepler in his uncomfortable surroundings

Kepler in his uncomfortable surroundings

This photo shows the terrible conditions which Kepler has to suffer when he’s with us.

You can see that he has to crouch on a cold floor, without heating, and without company.

He never has a full belly.

He can’t sleep properly due to fear and insecurity.

So, quite naturally, he has to go to the neighbours for his basic creature comforts.

Squirrel or dormouse?

September 17, 2012 5 comments

Walnuts that have been nibbled on the tree

I found these nibbled walnuts still attached to the tree.

Some animal has penetrated both the green outer layer and the shell, and eaten the entire kernel through a single ragged hole while bouncing up and down a couple of metres off the ground.

I’m very divided as to the culprit.

I’ve seen black squirrels around, and they eat walnuts. However they normally pick a nut off the twig and eat it between their paws, and they also tend to split walnuts in half.

Dormice – which I wouldn’t have seen as they are nocturnal – eat nuts on the twig and make holes just like those in the photo. However although I read on the internet that they eat ‘nuts’,  especially hazelnuts, I couldn’t find any mention of them eating walnuts.

On balance I think it’s dormice, particularly because these walnuts were on twigs which wouldn’t have supported the weight of a squirrel.

I would love to go out at night, shine a torch, and catch a cute little dormouse in the act of swaying along a twig, but I value my sleep too much.