discovered a family of mice in my outhouse yesterday. i had forgotten that i stored a bag of dog food in there some months ago... i had also stored a sack of shredded paper.
mum and dad ran out and off up the garden. and right at the back i found 6 pinkies wiggling around and 5 babies with fur snuggling around them.
i feel quite awful about it
We relocated the babies to the far end of the garden in a bucket with some sawdust and straw for warmth.
AIBU to be feeling guilty that the babies probably wont have made it through the night and I worry mum and dad didnt find them? DP thinks I am being odd about it!