While I really enjoy taking pics of the little rascals, right now they've got me a bit steamed and wanting to give them a .22 caliber after dinner snack. Of course I wont go to those extremes. I really don't want to go to jail for shooting in a residential neighborhood. Heck if I shot'em then I'd loose one of my favorite subjects.
Anyway, sorry for the rant, I came out of the house this morning and found my bird feeder on the ground. The cord used to hang the feeder had been chewed through. May just have to get the little guys their own feeder so maybe they'll leave the bird one alone.
Here is the before, ignore the bird.
After