My excitable associate Chester L. W. Stephens took off to the other side of the yard immediately and left me to do the morning reconnaissance mission. We sniff out tracks and scents that indicate which species might have entered our territory illegally overnight. This time of year, it's usually the Sneaky Shrew Squad, or the Secret Bunny Militia. The Evil Squirrel Cartel doesn't usually do night work. Birdies, of course, are welcome.
Returning to base with nothing unusual to report except … oh yeah … it's snowing!
May we have our yum yums now?