Squirrel Banquet

The other day, Jim was in the front yard preparing to go for a run. He excitedly came back into the house asking for the camera. Apparently, there was a squirrel on our roof, and while that in itself is not very thrilling, Jim said that it was eating an ear of corn. Jacob and I scurried outside to have a look, and we had to agree that it was a weird sight. The squirrel kept munching on the cob for a long time until it eventually slipped out of the critter's little paws and rolled into our backyard. I was never curious enough to go see if the corn was still out there, or if the squirrel had perhaps retrieved it and carried it away. Now where in the world did this ear of corn come from anyway? March is not exactly harvest season in Michigan. I can't even find corn on the cob at the grocery store this time of year.

Dinner.