Scrounger

I saw a squirrel in the garden today carrying a rib bone, probably from someone’s weekend barbecue. Very surreal & I can’t imagine it would eat it.
It was inevitable therefore that numpty would track it down, like a less useful version of a truffle hound.
Anyway, it made him happy & trying to get it off him would likely end in tears (mine), so he is now snoring contentedly