Finally he was not sneaky enough. Finally I was home to witness it. Finally I have proof for all of my friends and family members who laughed at me.
Ricky. The squirrel that killed my garden.
There he was in the middle of my garden. Eating my plants.
Leaving me nothing but stumps.
I'd like to think that he has little baby squirrels that are bearing down for the winter. And he needs the leaves in order to build a warm home for them. But in the back of my mind, I firmly believe he is simply out to sabotage my garden.
Evil squirrel.
