Mischief

I was making the tea this afternoon when I turned around and saw Odo in the tree out of the back window.  My first thought was that there must have been a really exciting bird he was trying to murder, but then I realised that he was actually after the lumps of pastry that were in the feeder tray, left over from last night's pie.  Thankfully, the perch was too precarious for him to access the pastry despite his best efforts and he left it to the birds.