Swishing through a carpet of red-brown beech and sweet chestnut leaves carpeting the lane, I was surprised by a black squirrel. It leapt down into the lane, and then seeing me and Brythen looming at it, zoomed away again even faster. Brythen took off after it, straight over a seven-foot stone wall. I don't *think* he has stern views about the escapes of Mirkwood invading the Tamar Valley: he just thinks squirrels are AMAZING.
I bet it's in league with the Things in the mines and the probably-orcs that run the quarry.