Morning on the Farm, or Snack Time for Squirrel

Mornings here on the farm begin with carefully checking the ground for fallen crabapples.  Our herding dog, Renee, (she herds crickets) likes to eat these, so I try to get to them first so I can throw them away.  (I used to give them to Persnicketta.)  However, I do not pick the crabapples off the tree; I leave them for the squirrels.  (You can't tell, but there was a squirrel in the tree eating a crabapple when I took this photo.)