Litter

I found this squirrel in the car park on the way home.

He was feasting on banana!

I scared him a bit and he ran off, only to be transfixed by this wrapper.

What do we call them? Ice-pops?

Obviously, no ice now.

But the smell? He was mesmerised!

Closer and closer I edged.

At last he tried to bolt up the tree with his wrapper.

He dropped it!