Please help me figure out what alien creature is on my bird feeder.

He got past the guard and then had snackies for half an hour.

Man, that Tufted Titmouse was giving them the business.

We readjusted the bird feeder to make it harder for Ralph to get to it. Harder, but apparently not impossible.

Ralph appears to have forgotten that he wiped out all the seed in the feeder the night before. Sheesh.

He busted our bird feeder. I’m not mad though.