Every evening around 7 or so we have a little guest. There are two different critters, one is a recent mother and the other, we call stumpy because the end of his tail has been cropped by something.
No wonder our feeders are empty all the time.
Glen commented, the other day, how our humming bird feeders were emptied almost every day. Well, the nursing mother was caught drinking the sugary syrup, but I wasn’t fast enough with the camera. Mystery solved.