Crafty Buggers

Pulau Perhentian, Malaysia

I can't believe I'm having animal problems again. It seems to be happening at least once per country I visit now. They're also getting cheekier with every time.
Here, it started with a packet of Tiger biscuits I had left opened on the table in my room. When I returned I found the packet on the floor. Had I dropped it? Then I saw that the biscuits hadn't broken, they had been nibbled on. And the packet had been torn open much further. I guess it's not surprising: I'm in a wooden chalet, it's hot, so I leave my window open and this island is small, so the jungle starts pretty much outside my window.
I put the biscuits outside. It didn't take long for the perps to return: several squirrels started fighting over my Tiger biscuits.
But they don't stop there. My iron rations, packets of instant noodles all the way from China (mmm, 牛肉面), were in my big backpack. They were still sealed and under layers of clothing. The next time I went to get a new T-shirt I found crumbs all over them. The packets of noodles had been torn open - torn open by little claws and teeth from the looks of it. And the noodles inside had been munched on, too. The little shitheads must have somehow smelt the noodles, They crawled into my bag, through the clothing, found the packet, tore it open and started eating their way in. It really looks like nothing is safe from them now. I'm also impressed at their intelligence. You have to hand it to them: I'll have to get up quite early (figuratively speaking) to make sure I eat my food and not them. On the down side I'm not entirely happy at squirrels digging around my bag. Who knows where their paws have been.