I've been an admirer of shrews of late, those dinky yet feisty little fellows with prodigious appetites. Related to moles, vision isn't their strong point when snuffling around under cover (hence some snazzy spectacles), but they make up for it with a well-honed wiggly nose, and some species even use a form of echolocation. Some species, including this chap here, are even venomous, but don't worry: a nip from me won't do any harm, even if it might have certain *ahem* other effects ;3
Here I am as a shrew, all of 4ft tall if I stand on my tippytoes, relaxing with a nice can of Irn Bru, just like the gryphon in my previous picture from the same artist, and making the most of the British summer.
