Banjo, the dissection expert

I think it must be Banjo who returns with what he has captured during the night and eats it on the steps at the sitting room. Today I saw a whole mouse which must have been surplus to his requirements. During the past week it was only viscera which were left behind. One day it appeared to be the entire viscera of a mouse. The following day the alimentary canal of a larger animal with a prominent caecum like a string of oval red beads was there for our inspection. I wondered if it might be a rabbit, or one of the young squirrels which have been foraging on the grass for the past ten days.

The squirrel children come down from the trees a few times a day to feed on dry, white-gilled toadstools. No parent accompanies them, so it looks unlikely that they are being taught to distinguish between edible fungi and those that could be fatal if eaten (if there are fungi that poison squirrels). At first it appeared as if the little animals took life very seriously, at least while on the ground. Then, as I was watching one of them he suddenly jumped into the air. A moment later he jumped again, but this time he introduced a variation. Before landing he rotated his body as a diver might do while plunging into a pool.

I am as certain as it's possible to be that Banjo's meal did not consist of squirrel.