He probably never sees an ear of sweet corn in his garden. They come in shuck it down, if it ain’t ready the move to the next ear. I grew up in northwest Missouri. There it’s a contest about who eats the sweet corn. I trapped them and coyotes when fur prices were good back in the 70’s. They are an interesting critter. We called squirrels yard rats and coons bandits and enjoyed possums playing dead. I had a great childhood hanging out with nature. Now I feed yard rats, tease possums, and snap pictures of the bandits. You do a lot of mellowing in your olde age. Thanks for the link. Regards