Feeder bandit

 

Ah Hah! So this is what Casey’s been barking at, nearly every morning lately. And all this time we’d been expecting FedEx, UPS, a neighbor drop-in, or a door-to-door sermon all this time, we spotted the root cause of all the excitement.

 

Still don't see it? 

 

Across the street, high in one of Erika’s winter bare trees, was a squirrel on stakeout, 15 feet above the bird feeders, and did he ever have staying power.

Obviously he was not going anywhere until he got his cut, no matter the ruckus. As we drove by several minutes later he was still "hanging out."

(Won't be long now.)