BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

I was working on an old farm house about fifteen miles from town. I always take snacks and coffee with me to work. I sat my snacks down by an open window because I always take my breaks where there is a breeze. I was upstairs working when I heard a noise downstairs. I ran downstairs just in time to see a brown tail going out the window. My snacks were there all but my Butterfinger bar.My fruit was there as was my sandwich.I guess the squirrel had a sweet tooth.I thought that I had seen it all.In my sixty years I have never had anything like that happen.I carry a lunch box now. True Story.