I finally succeeded in growing some decent tomatoes and what happens? A thief sweeps down in the night and the next thing I know the fruit is gone! Ok - I'm embellishing a bit. The thief didn't sweep down in the night. It was the middle of the afternoon and it was our little friend, Mr. Squirrel. He plays lots of chase games with his pals in our oaks and palms and loves running along our porch railing. We had seen him sitting on our front porch many times before but didn't realize he had an ulterior motive. Now we know it wasn't just our view that kept this guy coming around. Happy Gardening and save a tomato or two for your favorite squirrel.