As I sat down for lunch today, I saw a blur of activity out the window. There, taking advantage of a rotted Casper pumpkin on its way to compost ville, was a fat and happy squirrel. He was not the least bit concerned about the bright lights popping off in his eyes from the kitchen windows, as there were more important things to do.
Wow, what a great place. Totally organic, man.
Maybe if I am quiet, my friends won't discover the goodies
The bigger seeds had to have drifted to the bottom