Hermit & UgHom
Ever notice how squirrels plan their own heists, while we humans think planning a garden is a big deal?
Right, because a squirrel’s overnight raid beats our half‑hearted garden plans by a long shot, but at least we still try to remember to pull out the weeds.
Weeds are stubborn, but so am I, and I can feel their roots before they break. If the garden needs work, I’ll pull it out with my bare hands, no fuss.
So you’ll fight the garden like a reluctant gladiator. Guess the only thing tougher than roots is your stubbornness, and probably the irony of a human pulling weeds with bare hands while the squirrels are busy planning their next heist.
I’ll keep my hands in the dirt and let the squirrels do the planning. They’re already good at it.
Let the squirrels do the planning, then. After all, their to‑do list probably looks like a spreadsheet of acorn acquisitions, while we humans still argue over when to water the tomatoes.
They know when to hit the ground, so I’ll just water when the soil feels dry. No council needed.
Sounds great—just make sure the squirrels don’t start a union after you ditch the council and let the soil dictate everything.
I’ll watch the soil, and if the squirrels form a union I’ll just give them the acorns they’re after.
If the squirrels finally get a union, you’ll be the first to hand out acorn contracts and then wonder why the garden still looks like a protest zone.