Speaking of potlucks... Sunnie gets one on Sunday. A full tray of the favorites. I've been giving Sunnie the remains of the harvest, seemed good enough until now. Sunnie's pissed, though. The screen meshed plant pen provides hours of active frustration, its just 2 inches away, but could as well be 2 miles. Scraps aren't enough anymore. Sunnie wants the real thing, the real enchilada, that captive whole tray of sunflower sprouts to herself. This squirrel won't settle for second choice, even when free. I have a few extra trays of sunflower sprouts growing for Sunday. Tell the squirrels to come party. Jeff, you invited too (oh yeah, I forgot you just eat fruit, but the squirrels can lay down their nuts for the green stuff). Regards, David [log in to unmask]