While this was happening, David saw something run near the house, and got everybody's attention. It was a mink!
Too bad he wasn't spotted earlier in the season -- it may have saved my ripe tomatoes. I don't really know if that is what took a bite out of my nice ones, but the size of the teeth may correspond to the size of the bite in the tomatoes.
I had forgotten how big those creatures are. I was thinking they were more like weasels, but not so.
Life is never dull around here!