Wet, matted fur
After a few jobs around the house, popped over to Maulds to whip a hoover around and sort out the house (it is generating interest!) for viewings. It never stopped raining all day, so my blip was taken through the car window (wound down) of the plight of some poor moles caught by the mole-catcher. There were 28 moles hanging on the fence, a practice meant to deter other moles, but more likely to advertise the mole-catchers skill and advertise his services (and they're paid on a mole head-count).
Still pretty barbaric.