[Jennie]

A few years ago I came across two very young wood mice on a woodland path. I can only assume they were searching for their (probably) demised mother. They were about an inch long, their eyes were only half open, and they were very cold. I warmed them up, fed them on Lactol every hour or so to begin with, then every two hours as they got stronger. Sadly the male died on the second day, but the female survived, and grew into a very tame and trusting animal. I called her Daisy, and she was with me for nearly three years, before finally succumbing to the cancer in her tummy. She loved all sorts of fruit, nuts, flowers and seeds, but her favourite food was Dandelion flowers, which she would eat petal by petal, turning the flowers around in her paws much as we would with corn on the cob.
Sorry I've gone on a bit, but she was very special to me, I am so glad I was the one entrusted with her life!