Cheeseface not cheesecake

We had lunch out at the Skylark. Dad’s pud came with a worried little face. So would I if I was about to be eaten! 

On our way to UNO at Costa in the morning we spotted this poor little thing on the path (extra). I wasn’t sure what it was but Leo’s girlfriend says it is a shrew.  Living in the countryside with cats means her kitchen floor has seen plenty of these.