
Dear Readers, a lot of you will have been fascinated, as I was, by the film of a wood mouse ‘tidying up’ the shed of wildlife photographer Rodney Holbrook, who lives in Powys, Wales. He noticed that items that he’d left on his workbench were being tidied away overnight, and so he set up a night vision camera (as you do). The film of what was happening has gone viral, and hopefully you’ll be able to watch it here.
What is really going on here though? There are a number of clues. Holbrook mentions that the mouse was also stashing birdseed in his work shoes which he also left in the shed, so what the mouse could be doing is preparing to have hibernate, or to have babies – s/he appears to be hiding food away for a rainy day, and the ‘tidying up’ could well be an attempt to nest. Anyone who has kept small rodents as pets will know that they will put all sorts of things into their nests that don’t appear to be very comfortable. The urge to make a safe place seems to be compulsive in some animals, and they’ll use whatever they can find in order to add to it.
Exhibit Two.

This is the magpie nest/squirrel drey in my whitebeam tree. After a few days of high winds the nest is rather less substantial than it used to be, but these pieces of plastic were originally tightly tucked into the structure. They look to me like the stuff that’s used to wrap building materials, and there’s been plenty of construction going on in the County Roads here in East Finchley, as there usually is. Either the magpies who nested in the spring, or the squirrels who took over the nest later in the year, decided that this material was too good to waste, and used it to make their nest/drey.
This shows how adaptable animals are, but also makes me sad. Maybe the plastic provides a degree of waterproofing, but it might also wrap around somebody’s neck, or get eaten. Just as the mouse appears to be trying to make a cache or a nest out of bottle tops and plastic lids, so the animals in my garden are using what they find around them to make themselves safe and comfortable. Their survival depends on it, and while Tidy Mouse might be cute, it shows how instinct can encourage animals to use their time (so short in the case of a wood mouse, which lives a couple of years at best) to do things that might not be in their best interests.
Still, at least Tidy Mouse has access to probably plentiful supplies of bird seed, and a warmish, dry place to live, and maybe there are other interpretations for their behaviour. Let me know what you think, Readers! And for those of you who have long memories, here is another story of a mouse in a shed, this time one that found his or her way into the seed bin for the birds. It was written a few months before my mother died, and it’s painful to read how full of hope for her recovery I was. Still, it’s hope that often gets us through, so let’s not knock it…

For the reasons you mention, it might be a good idea to remove that plastic wrapping – if you can reach it. It disintegrates after a while and so might be ingested more easily. My father died 43 years ago today: never forgotten.
Sorry about your Dad, Anne – yes, never forgotten. It would be quite a performance to get up the tree to remove the plastic, as it’s about 30 feet high, but I shall see what the magpies do, they’re getting quite active around the nest now…
Red kites like to collect unusual things for their nests. Shakespeare wrote something about when the kite is about “look to your linen” because colourful items of clothing could be taken. These days they take things like bits if plastic, children’s soft toys left in the garden and a friend who rings kites found an artificial display pastie in one nest.
That’s really interesting, Trevor. I hope the kite wasn’t too upset about the pasty…
One of our cats caught a field mouse and brought it into the house. I was alerted when our oldest cat, who had no teeth left was sitting looking at the mouse who was standing on his back legs mouse-screaming at the cat with his front paws in a boxer’s stance.
I rescued the mouse into a box, put in some seed and water , and placed in somewhere safe and quiet because the weather was foul.
When we tried to release him, he was dragging his back legs and unable to easily get away. That decided it, he must go to the vet. The vet told me that as long as the blood supply was intact, the foot would recover, otherwise, amputation was the way forward. In fact, it did heal over several weeks but the foot was permanently at a wonky angle.
But, this mouse lived out the rest of his life in splendour. It gave me a chance to observe his behaviour and he demonstrated his preferences and habits. It was fascinating..I estimate he was about five years old when he died. He’d been treated for a chest infection ( yes, they can), but old age took its toll and one day, he just went to sleep and didn’t wake up. RIP Mousey, the mouse who took on the senior feline, and won.