Last year was the best year we have had for the peach trees... the trees were loaded and the blight kept at bay long enough for us to eat our fill. Moses discovered early on where he could get free snacks.
As he was just a teensy fella, he was relegated to eating the scraps that had fallen to the ground. When I saw him with a peach, I would run over to see if it was a good peach or a rotten one.
(There were times, my friends, there were times...)
This was his face every time he was caught...