I looked out my window this morning and saw this cob of corn sitting up in the tree on this branch. I knew I had thrown out some corn a few days earlier and wondered how it had gotten all the way fron the back alley to the front of my house and up in this tree. I had an inkling of who it nmight have been. I even prayed that I might catch the little rascal enjoying it at some time through out the day.



A few moments ago, Ken called me to the window and this is what I saw...
the little culprit enjoying his treasure. When I tried to get a better picture, he told me off real good, but never once did he loosen his hold on that cob of corn! He was waving his tail and chattering like mad and off up the tree and out of sight he went!