Squirreled away

Ohhh and yesterday, in an absent moment staring out the window (squinting actually having been focussed on my laptop for the last couple of hours) I spotted our resident squirrel. He was busy burying some food. “How nice” I thought, “coming all the way into our garden just to bury some food”.

“Hang on though” I thought “I didn’t put out any food for him…”.

So I got up and went over to the window, to discover that the crafty little sod had managed to get the top off the ‘squirrel-proof’ bird feeder, and was hauling out handfuls of peanuts then disappearing up the garden to bury them. So I popped my head out the back door to tell him off:

“Oi! Leave some of those for the birds!”

He paused, looked at me, looked at the peanuts, grabbed a final one then darted off up the garden. Cheeky little sod, I’ll be having words with him when he comes back.