The Culprit

A robin was flying back and forth between the apple tree and the tree at the bottom of the garden.  T decided he was looking for the special seed for robins that he puts out.  He filled up all the bird feeders and the tray with the robin's seed.  We looked out, me with my camera ready to take a shot of the robin, when we realised that all the seed in the tray had gone, not a bit left.  Sitting on the fence was a very self-satisfied looking pigeon.  The assumption being that he had helped himself to the lot.  Poor robin.