I finally found our what has been happening to my cherry tomatoes. It seems a certain cheeky chap has been snacking on them.
He has been treating my porch like his own private salad bar. In front of me, he helped himself to the reddest tomatoes on the vine!
Later, my son told me that he saw the mockingbird perched on some of my strawberries. The nerve of that bird!
Rest easy readers; despite the title of this post, I have no intention of killing him. I just hope he leaves me and my family some fruit to enjoy.