Remember last week went I caught Mr. Squirrel oogling our dinner from the kitchen window?
He wasn’t very discrete about it, and he came back many times. We suspected that he could have a criminal past, so we didn’t take our chances. The basil plant was moved out of the kitchen, so as not to entice him. We kept the window only ajar when we left, thinking that would be enough to elude Mr. Squirrel.
Wrong. Here’s what I walked in the door to find this afternoon:
Oh, the chia horror. Too bad squirrels don’t know how to operate tupperware, or he would have had access to some delicious breakfast muffins.
It looks like he just pranced around on the counter for awhile, knocking and shoving as much as he could.
More interesting was how he pulled off the break-in. See all those black flakes?
Wire chewed away from the screen. Can you believe he had the guile to tear an entrance AND an exit hole?
City livin’ ain’t easy, folks. I’d take a country squirrel over one of these furry urban muggers any day.
Guess it’s time to pick up the dust pan.