That sneaky little kleptomaniac!

I've always found this hummingbird feeder beautiful--its red, glass flowers shine in the summer sun--beckoning hummingbirds to its sweet nectar. And, on the practical side, being glass, it cleans easily, doesn't absorb odors, and never gets scuffed. I received it one year for Mother's Day--and there's absolutely no reason to need any other.
Last week, I looked out at it one day and saw that two of the red flower pieces were gone! Fortunately, one appeared in the grass below--but the whereabouts of the other puzzled me. I scoured the area--and found nothing more.
My theory? That sneaky little kleptomaniac that lives in the top of a tree in the woods.
We've had things stolen from the barn before--fancy new tin snips that mysteriously turned up under a floor board. And, now we know better than to leave temptation in his path. But my hummingbird feeder? Would he?

This afternoon I was pulling scruffy weeds from the woods--trying to take advantage of the moist soil and clear a bit of the honeysuckle that fills in every chance it gets. And, as I reached down, I saw it. My pretty little red glass flower. He must have dropped it as he walked along, not far from the base of his tree.

I wonder what else is in his collection.