Marlowe brought another shrew into the house. This one was very much alive- a tiny little streak of black fuzz- like one of the soot demons from My Neighbour Totoro. There was little chance of catching it so we shut it in the kitchen with the patio doors open and hoped it would find its way out; we think it did.
Marlowe, by the way, has shed his collar again. I think we're fighting a losing battle there.