Eating French Fries

One last post involving Discovery Kingdom (in June at least). We were in the Thomas the Train section when I noticed some motion near the garbage can next to me. Looky what I found...

...a squirrel preparing to glean what he could from the waste we humans so casually discarded.




















The beast was intrepid. He made several dives, each time coming up with another french fry. He was bold, too, flaunting both his fearlessness at my close proximity and the possibility of raised cholesterol levels. I named him Frenchie. He was unimpressed.