I looked out the window at the year's first bushtit suet assault team, and didn't bother reaching for my camera, because I've taken those pictures before. As the cage swung around, a dark blob on the far side caught my eye. What the...?
A large, dark, Limax maximus, the Great Grey Garden Slug. There it was, rasping away at the Berry Mix, five feet off the ground.
Okay, slug, I'm impressed.
I left him/her there. The birds don't seem to mind.