It began with the discovery of some bug that has managed to avoid being seen so far this winter. I am not a bug squish-er, can't do it, I feel them expire under what ever it is I find to do the squishing and it is unpleasant. So mostly I put my unwanted friends outside. But when I opened the door to release the bug I noticed something small rustling some leaves trapped in the corner of the front porch.
This is not my first encounter with mice. We discovered some very dead bodies in the house when we first bought it. Also Sushi used to hunt and has brought me a mouse, though age has definitely ended that pastime (hers, not mine).
Very busy little mouse. It turns out he/she was looking for maple keys that apparently were still worthy of eating. Upon discovery of said maple key he/she would nibble away at it at a speed approaching light and then start the search again.
As you can see no area of that corner was left undisturbed. And when there was nothing left to be found...