For a few days now when I get home from work I've noticed bits of scraps from my wormery strewn around the back of the garden. I've been scalding the dog thinking that she was the culprit being the greedy beggar that she is.
But no, today I caught the true miscreant redhanded. Perched on the edge of the wormery was a flipping magpie poking about picking bits out and launching them on the grass. I ran for my camera by which time it had jumped onto the grass with a piece of corn on the cob. See pic below.
Lol, poor dog.

But no, today I caught the true miscreant redhanded. Perched on the edge of the wormery was a flipping magpie poking about picking bits out and launching them on the grass. I ran for my camera by which time it had jumped onto the grass with a piece of corn on the cob. See pic below.
Lol, poor dog.

. Seems a bit harsh...but, who am I to judge?