Tiny prey.

This  minuscule shrew was, I think, brought  back by  the cats during the night.  It was in the usual place where they leave such things just outside the front door but the dogs, unusually, this morning  just sniffed and moved on.   They ten not play about with or even eat shrews - there must be something in  the taste that puts them off.  

It was so tiny that I felt   had to move it, so I left it on a large leaf  - part of the profusion of Lady's Mantle on a low wall by some steps - for some other predator to come along.