I heard the sound of plastic rustling and went to investigate. I found Scooby in the box/basket where I keep the birdseed and squirrel food. He can make himself a little nest out of almost anything. In hindsight, Nester would have been a good name for him. He got the name Scooby because my kids were five and two and into Scooby Doo. I was just happy they came up with something other than Kitty Witty, which was my two-year-old’s first choice!