Yesterday we went for a lovely walk, yes in the torrential rain, up into the Junction to help Jotu move. (roro – I love this Star Trek naming convention thing!)
We had a wonderful afternoon disassembling, boxing and culling our way through someone else’s stuff. Then, while we were waiting for the cab with all the culling goodies Jotu forced onto us, I saw this little guy across the street.
As I rushed to get my camera out and on, I watched him stand up on his hind legs to gently pull the compost bin over and carefully open the lid to create a dining table for himself. I missed shooting that, but I do have at least 50 of him meticulously riffle his way through to the choice tidbits in the bin.
Photos as he stuck his nose and arms into the bin. Photos each time he rooted around and came back out with something different between his paws. Photos as he inspected each item from all angles, sniff it and dip it in the pool of water forming at the down stream end of his dining table before daintily taking a bite.