When the sun goes down my cats go on the prowl.
I had no idea that I had shrews until when we moved to the lake. Shrews are like mice. Keechi (RIP) and Oksana (darling one) tore them up.
I had never seen one until the cats killed some. Amazing. And moles too.
Heh, and just this morning as the sun comes up the local bobcat saunters through on the prowl.
It was sniffing the big permanent brush pile aka bird and critter condo. The buffet is closed, no nibbles for you!