Last summer, I noticed an interesting sight. Honey bees were going in and out of a roosting box. These boxes were put up in case birds wanted to use them as a place for roosting at night. Birds showed no interest, but squirrels, both red and grey, did. A red squirrel continued occupying this box throughout the use by honey bees. Today, I asked Barry if he wanted to take a look inside. We found that the combs were affixed to the roof, and down the side of the walls. There were no bees, and most of the combs had been broken off. The roof and sides, where honey had dripped down, were chewed considerably. I assume the red squirrel (still using the box) thought it was manna from heaven when the bees took up residence and must have got fat on the contents, including possibly the bees.