Moles are the worst, aren’t they? Their tiny little noses and scratchy little paws. And don’t get me started on all that digging. Dig dig dig, all day long, making holes where there shouldn’t be holes. The little blighters!
Now if you’ve got a mole problem, you need someone like me on the case. I’ve had plenty of practice trapping moles out there in the Fens, to stop ’em making holes in boundaries and flooding farmers’ fields. I use a spring mechanism to catch them unawares. Moles, beware – I’m coming for you!
Metal objects like me degrade badly over time, so the Museum has to be extra-careful with me. I need lots of care to stay in good condition – so why not adopt me today?