I'd like to know what little creature is taking a trip to my salad bar. Who ever he is he apparently prefers the Butter Crisp variety of lettuce. The adjacent rows of greens on either side remained untouched by this cheeky devil. I know it's not this guy because he's made of plastic. He also seems to prefer the tasty leaves of my fledgling watermelon. Now I know how Farmer MacGregor felt.