Return of Mr Squiggs...

Stepped out this evening to check on the garden etc and Mr Squiggs was filling his little fat face as usual. Unusually when I approached him he didn't leg it across the fence and into the neighbours garden, brazen little devil just sat there scoffing. If I'd have reached out I could have touched him. It was only when our senior staffy Madam Ebs waddled out and sneezed he decided it was time to flee. Now I know what to do next time, don't just stand there, sneeze!!