Burying my nuts

Carys was at a friends house for most of the day, so William and I went into town to let Daddy get on with some jobs that required no kid input. Wandering through St. Mary's I watched this squirrel running backwards and forwards burying his nuts until some idiot teenage saw it and let there dog off the lead to chase it. Obviously not the dogs fault, it is their nature, but I was so annoyed I almost said something, but I am a coward so didn't. Rubbish.