We have a gate on our driveway. Our driveway passes right through the ancient orchard, and apples drop all over the roadway. One big branch arches over the road laden with lots of apples, but tiny ones- small because of the drought.
We drive through the gate almost every day. Almost every day these days, the gate is decorated.
There’s a chipmunk that thinks the gate is the best snack spot ever, and he leaves multiple partially chewed apples balancing on the edge of the boards that make the swinging gate, or on top of the post that anchors it.
Even funnier, there will be an apple with some chews, then later less of the same apple, still later mostly an apple core, balanced in the same spot.
Sometimes, we even drive up and see the chipmunk hugging his apple on his perch. Eeep! He leaves his apple behind, rocking like a nicked bowling pin, and darts away, tail straight up.