After yesterday's pumpkin pilfering I thought our remaining balcony pumpkins may be in danger, and I was right. This morning I once again spotted the bastard squirrel trying to make off with one of our tiny pumpkins.
We kept the small pumpkins on the railing, and yesterday he managed to carry the pumpkin all the way along the railing before jumping into a nearby tree. Today, he made the fatal mistake of dropping the pumpkin onto the balcony. You can see he's having trouble with it.
This was a larger pumpkin, but he still managed to carry it away. Unfortunately he made a slight miscalculation.
He's thinking, "Fuck!"
He manages to move the pumpkin, but only gets it wedged more tightly between the slats. This was the last shot I could take before he scampered off in despair.
Ruby, meanwhile, increasingly enraged at having her homestead violated by a larcenous rodent,* can only watch from behind the sliding class door.
* I don't know if a squirrel is a rodent. I'm just saying that now so no zoology geeks rake me over the coals about it.