On A Mission

I should have guessed that the bread that my son threw out the back door 'for the ducks' (they come around in a squad of 5 every morning) wouldn't actually get to be eaten by them. Not with this little thief around.

He eye'd up the bread and slowly (for a squirrel) made his way from the trees to the back door. Looked, looked again, and then nabbed it - ran about half way back and then stopped for a nibble.

Clearly, a squirrel on a mission!