British Wildlife Centre – Part VI

Time for the final part of my British Wildlife Centre series – Britain’s smallest rodent – the Harvest Mouse.

This youngster was so tiny, and yet was completely unfazed by the group of photographers surrounding him.

Really pleased with these images, quite possibly my favourites from the day. It was fascinating to watch these little creatures as they posed for the cameras. What must the world look like from a Harvest Mouse’s perspective?!

If you’d like to visit the British Wildlife Centre and get up close and personal with some fantastic native wildlife – take a look at their website for more information: http://www.britishwildlifecentre.co.uk/

I just want to say a really big thank you to two special people for our visit to the BWC – you know who you are – we really enjoyed it! – Thank you!

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