The squirrel

There's this rather annoying squirrel who pokes around the pots on the balcony. I like to chase him off whenever I get the chance - there's something about him that just irritates me.

Mrs Servant put some bread out for the birds the other day because it was cold (I love it when she does that - I get a perfect birdy floor show to watch from the other side of the French window. Pity there's no cat flap or I could hop out and catch one.)

Anyhow, the bread. The birds didn't get a look in at all, because the squirrel just sat there and chomped his way through the whole lot...