I don't mind picking them up, but the ungrateful little tinkers bite sometimes!!
A few weeks ago I caught one in the house alive, was returning it to the field, this was early about 7.30 in the morning, as I walked out the house with it in my hand it wriggled loose and went up my sleeve- I had a baggy shirt on. It ended up between my shoulders, got to the field just across the road and was trying to get it out but i just couldn't reach so i unbuttoned the shirt - not a stitch on underneath
and was trying to shake it loose, looked up and there was a chap across the road at he recycling station doing his tin cans!!!!!!!!! I just smiled fastened my shirt up and said ' mouse
' at which point it dropped out and scuttled off, I exited the field and went home.....and cried with laughter