Crash, on the way out the door, "I wonder where the rest of it is?" I'll spare you the details, but part of the ensuing conversation involved explaining the difference between gerbils and voles. Fluffy is on the prowl.
I don't mind. Last year I got zero plums from a tree overflowing with them. The squirrels were very efficient. This year, I want at least one plum.
I am sure that was the squirrel who could have been predestined to eat the last plum. Irresistible grace in the form of wild instinct moved Fluffy to intervene. End of squirrel, salvation of plum, soli impetus gloria.
ReplyDelete(Ending is not quite TULIP appropriate.)