Driving down West Street in Woodland last night, near Cross Street, I noticed a mouse trying to cross the street directly in front of me. The mouse seemed dazzled by my headlights, and stopped moving. I gritted my teeth as I passed by the mouse's location, expecting a tell-tale double thump on the vehicle's undercarriage, but heard nothing. I did a U-turn and scanned the street, but the mouse was nowhere to be seen.
It appears that Woodland mice have better street-crossing judgment than Davis rabbits.
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