Mr Peabody, enjoying his supper. (Bloodworms are to be sucked clean and the hulls left for the cleaner fish.) He complacently sucks on his worm.
And then, disaster! Bean darts through and grabs Peabody’s dinner and makes for the underbrush, Mr Peabody in hot pursuit! Clever girl!
(I would like to point out that there are more bloodworms available, but the worm in your partners mouth is more desirable than the one in the dish. No one need starve here.)










