As soon as we got set at the patio table to eat our lunch, my grandson proceeded with his normal practice of needing to go "potty". I knew it could be a mistake to leave our food unattended. In the past, some very efficient workers have thrown our whole brand new lunch in the trash. Today, there were different workers. When we returned, there were five little blackbirds having a great picnic on our table with chicken and french fries. As we came up they all flew off with Conner's lunch.