I went today to look at the apple tree I topworked. All over the ground at the trunk, it was like someone had thrown around a box of chewed-up matches. I found one recognizable scion among the mess, with a green bud where it wasn't gnawed on.
The tongue depressors I'd used to protect the scions, parafilm fragments, scraps of grafting compound - all scattered over the ground.
All done this afternoon. A squirrel?